Road Not Taken Poem by Prabir Gayen

The Road Not Taken
I have seen many roads
and all the roads lead to somewhere else,
Each and every road has its destination,
I tasted every road by walking a little bit,
The result is one and the same,
It brings tiredness in the end.

In the forests and the mountains,
In the civilized society and primitive Green,
Multiple roads lead to multiple comeliness,
Empty road and road full of multitude,
Road is the world and beyond worldliness,
We want beautiful road and wilderness,
Some want to take road to success,
Some show the way to be taken,
Road lay for layman and for courageous.

We come and go seeking the road
proper and absolute,
Road full of peaceful morning breeze,
Roads that lead to some better world,
Readymade, new or adventurous,
We all are seekers and seeking comfortable
beds to enjoy the blissfulness
Knowing not what is the taste of bliss.

I have many roads tasted and rejected,
Roads are always elusive and crestfallen,
No road in life leads us to our ultimate stage,
All the roads are endless forest,
Many roads are there in front of me,
I wish to choose none of them,
The flower and the waterfall,
The song of the cuckoo and the mild wind,
The floating clouds and the soft Moonbeam,
Road is there in our absolute restfulness,
I choose to remain like Prometheus,
Within my chasm and painful cavern,
I am standing in front of wayward roads,
Not to be taken any one of them.

@prabir Gayen
11: 26 am/sat 22July,2023.