the road

A dusty red road
Twisting and turning
Through the elegant trees
covered With multicoloured leaves
whispering and playing
in the soft autumn breeze
Playing and teasing the calm road
That lies still peacefully.

Who cares where it goes
Who cares what’s in the end
Right here is where its now
Right here is where it looks
As pretty as a beautiful painting
Both side lined by graceful trees
Shadow and sunlight painting a scene
As it lies stretched under blue canopy.


54 thoughts on “the road

  1. “Right here is where its now
    Right here is where it looks”
    Beautiful lines…
    Ur poem reminds me of Robert frost’s poem The Road Not Taken 🙂

    • thanks satyakam. robert frost’s “stopping by wood” is one of my favourite poems but i have not read much of his works. i love william wordsworth’s poems very much. i will check on net if i can get the poem.

      • Enjoy reading 🙂

        The Road Not Taken

        Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
        And sorry I could not travel both
        And be one traveler, long I stood
        And looked down one as far as I could
        To where it bent in the undergrowth;

        Then took the other, as just as fair,
        And having perhaps the better claim
        Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
        Though as for that the passing there
        Had worn them really about the same,

        And both that morning equally lay
        In leaves no step had trodden black.
        Oh, I marked the first for another day!
        Yet knowing how way leads on to way
        I doubted if I should ever come back.

        I shall be telling this with a sigh
        Somewhere ages and ages hence:
        Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
        I took the one less traveled by,
        And that has made all the difference.

  2. thanks a lot satyakam. it was really sweet of you- what a poem- i too used to feel like that when i stood at a junction of two roads- which one will i take.

    what a beauty. he sure is a wonderful poet when it comes to nature.

  3. Trish your poem is as beautiful as a painting, and as fresh as the soft autumn breeze. Most of the time I have a favoite line or two out of your poems, but this one they all are my favorite. It gave me a warm feeling as I read it, and I truely felt that I was walking down that road not caring if I made the right or wrong turn, because all I wanted to do was walk. WOW! Awesome, simply awesome!

  4. The path I seek is always there
    I wander about to lead nowhere
    But this is OK as this is change instead
    To me my path is always straight ahead
    So my journey has been narrowed complete
    I walk along those pillars in light on my own two feet

    enjoy Golden Lotus of God’s Love(+) 🙂
    soulbro* xo

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  6. The truth and the beauty of a road and all it has to share needs to be felt and understood by all. In doing so, we would all learn and live more peacefully. I love your work. 🙂

  7. Beautifully written poem, wanderlust is a good thing — been afflicted with it all my life,

    Happy walk about on the pathway trend lightly,


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