Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveller, long i stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth
here the poet says that ,he is in a forest where two roads are diverged and he is sorry because he can not travel both being one traveller
And looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowthThen took the other , just as fair ,And having perhaps better claim ,
The poet looks one road as far as he could .Then he took the road which is as beautiful as the one seen earlier, the poet thinks it was better to go on the road that he had chosen as it had patchy areas which shows that it was travelled less
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh , I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to wayI doubted if I should come back
here the poet says that , both the roads are equally less travelled and very less people travelled on the both roads. he thought that he will travel this road and next day he will travel the other road , yet knowing that the two different roads leads to another road and he doubted whether he should come back