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Comment 303 of 543, added on November 13th, 2005 at 7:28 AM.
The poem is about Frosts' personal view of choices and how we make them,
how do we choose one option in life over another? THere is also a sad voice
of perhaps regret from the persona/ poet.
katie from United Kingdom
Comment 302 of 543, added on November 12th, 2005 at 1:10 PM.
I first read "The Road Not Taken" when I was about 15 yrs old. I personaly
think that this poem is saying that we normally take either the right road
or wrong. we go our own ways down a road to see where we end up at.
Kayla from United States
Comment 301 of 543, added on November 9th, 2005 at 8:57 PM.
When I read this poem I feel in love with it!
silent_breeze09 from United States
Comment 300 of 543, added on November 8th, 2005 at 5:59 PM.
Great work of verse. It gets right to the point and it's really
thoughtful. Who wrote it?
A. Teach from United States
Comment 299 of 543, added on November 8th, 2005 at 3:54 PM.
I'm goign to write a poem down that means a lot to me. Please comment on
it.
Never Drink and Drive
I went to a party mom, I remembered what you said. You told me not to
drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead. I felt really proud inside, Mom, just
like you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even thought the
others said I should. I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always
right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of
sight. As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one peice. Because
of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet. I started to drive
away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road, the other car didn't see me,
Mom, and hit me like a load. As I lay here on the pavement, Mom, I hear the
policeman say the other guy is drunk, Mom, and I am the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom.... I wish you'd get here soon. How could this
happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon. There are people all
around me, Mom, and they are really crying. I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll
die in a short time. I jsut wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think. He was probably at the
same party as I. The only difference is, he drank and I will die. Why do
people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life. I'm feeling sharp pains
now. Pains just like a knife. The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I
don't think its fair. I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare. Tell
my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave. And when I go to
heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Baby" on my grave. Someone should have told him,
Mom, not to drink and drive. If only they had told him, Mom, I'd still be
alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared. Please
don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there. I have one
last question, Mom, before I say good-bye, "I didn't drink and drive so why
am I the one to die?" This is the end Mom, I wish I could look at you in
the eye to say these final words..."I love you and... good-bye"
I hope you thought this was meaningful.Keep posting everyone!.
Elga Shinkle
Elga Shinkle from Australia
Comment 298 of 543, added on November 8th, 2005 at 10:15 AM.
This is a Sexy Poem
Angad from India
Comment 297 of 543, added on November 7th, 2005 at 9:02 AM.
Dear, Mr. The truth your comments inspire me and fufill the emotions I have
never felt before I think your comments grasp the meaning of the poem very
well please comment more!
Alejandra from United States
Comment 296 of 543, added on November 5th, 2005 at 3:54 PM.
Hehe, the first time I read this poem was when it was quoted on the last
page of "Punisher's War Journal" Issue #3 (published in 1989).
general_zumaya from Mexico
Comment 295 of 543, added on November 3rd, 2005 at 5:55 PM.
THis is an amazing poem, it is basically about the choices you make in your
life and a time when you had to choose to do one thing over another and at
a later time looking back you think about both choices and realize that the
choice you made was the right choice.
rada from Chile
Comment 294 of 543, added on November 3rd, 2005 at 7:34 AM.
I love this poem so much. I memorized it in the sixth grade and I am now
re-memorizing it in communications in the 8th grade. I thought it was a
cool and warm sense on the trail you less traveled by. I made a poem
before. Are you single. I love you
Danielle Smith from United States
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The poem is about Frosts' personal view of choices and how we make them,
how do we choose one option in life over another? THere is also a sad voice
of perhaps regret from the persona/ poet.
katie from United Kingdom