Robert Frost, Saw I The Paths Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
Robert Frost, Saw I The Paths
Robert Frost,
Sitting on the foot board
Of the train
Passing
Through the forest track
Solitary and windy enough
Rustling and ruffling by.
Sitting on the foot board
Of the running train
Saw I forest track
Solitary and lonely
But full of scenic sights
And panorama of Nature.
The train passing by
And ruffling it all,
Rustling by
So windy and airy
Running at a terrific speed
And the paths bifurcating.
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4/13/2024 10:41:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
good poem. thank you.