End of the month for salary we crave
Salary, spend not, for future we save
No to acts of fun, dull life, just survive
Decided to have fun, went on a drive
Came to the end, thought the turn left or right
My mate said left, I took the turn right
An endless journey, my idea wasn't bright
Road taken, boring, endlessly straight
Road not taken, would have been better
Said my friend, heard him, I dint utter
A road not taken, why should it matter?
Forget it, move on, past no one can alter
Haunt us the thoughts on road not taken
Would have brought me riches if taken
Always peeping on the road not taken
Forget to enjoy the road we have taken
Sree....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem