Destroyed on paper.

Destroy my birth and my death,

Erase my presence.

Tear out the papers;

and burn them to ashes.

Let my absence be noticed;

and my presence never to be discovered again

Remember me in your heart 

the purest place to be.

Remember me in your arms,

in the smiles and tears.

Remember me in the falling storm

and the final dusk.

And let me be just that, a memory

the easiest thing to be.

A nostalgia in your heart 

And an illusion in your life. 

Travelling.

Prompt: My little brother had to write an essay for school on this topic and as I reviewed his work, this was what I was thinking.

Travelling. The single word encompasses the entire world; because you can travel all over the world. Personally for me, travelling means taking a much needed break and going on a holiday with my family. So it becomes an opportunity to for everyone to relax and have fun. It becomes family bonding time but it is so much more than just that. It is a life experience, a memory that I'll cherish; a souvenir to treasure. Travelling is also a way to learn.

My topic wasn't just travelling; it also consisted of the things one can learn over a trip. So I could talk about social interactions and how much different people speaking various sets of languages can influence it. I could talk about how visiting places has expanded my geographical knowledge. Of course before taking on any trip, we do endless research about the place, thus broadening our view of it. I could talk about the piece of historical information I found out in the local museum but I won't. Instead I will talk about the things that everyone feels at a trip, things that we see, learn but never mention.