Kinda suddenly remembered this poem. Still remember studying this thing for exam. Literature.....always a headache back then. it still is, but I couldn't care less coz those exams were done and DONE. Nevertheless, it suddenly pop-up-ed in my head. Although my memory only stop at the title, and not the whole poem, but....I still remember the feeling when I study the meaning of those lines. 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 kept 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 ...