The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. 1875

this is a poem i use to learn while in the secondary school.
i dont know why, but i remember till this day.

maybe because it is best reflect our life where it always full of choice.

It is about taking the non-mainstream path. However, the ending is very ambiguous. You can't tell if the difference is good or bad, if the narrator is sighing with contentment or disappointment. This is deliberate, because, in life, the choice can bring either a good or a bad outcome.

To sum up in one sentence, it is about someone reflecting on the consequences (either good or bad) that were determined by a single choice.

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.