Road Less traveled

In youth, strong booth,

I wished to soar high,

but wondered, will the road be smooth?

In the jungle, in the rumble 

the tiger will roar, 

there will be jackals and boars.

How will I reach my destination?

Will there be a blunder,

 and there be thunder?

How will I scramble through the bushes?

Dodging to be ensnared .

Should I dare !!

My instinct said to me ,

do not worry if you scurry,

on the road less traveled. 

At the rise of the dawn,

I shed my yawn ,

to take the road less traveled. 

Picking up my breath,

I began my trek, on the road now, not less traveled. 

 I knew at every bend ,

and at the end ,

The joy of trekking, risking ,

is immense,

and your worry less. 

Accepting Life, a challenge.

The pleasure and pain is 

worth your gain. 

O ' man! Pick up your breath and race.