Just a thought.

Felister Gichia1598131262
Posted February 3, 2021 from Kenya

MY happiness died prematurely,and my life almost came to a standstill. I was impressed to see them painting my name in their hearts, little did I know that one hand was holding a pencil and the other hand was holding an eraser.



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Jill Langhus
Feb 03
Feb 03

Hi Felister,

How are you doing, dear? Aw. Did something happen recently?

Am doing fine dear. Nothing serious at all. Just a share of a poetess thoughts.

Jill Langhus
Feb 03
Feb 03

Oh, good. Glad to hear it. Your passage is really thoughtful and soulful:-)

Hope you're doing well, and that you have a good week.

Feb 03
Feb 03

Dear Felister,
This is deep and profound. But since you did have the motivation to post this poetic statement, your life is no longer at a standstill. Because you responded to Jill, you have moved forward. Don't worry too much about people's painted hearts, that can be erased. You cannot control what makes their hearts beat. Or anything else about anyone. You take good care of you. That's what matters. Your heart beats for you, and it isn't made of paint! And it cannot be erased!

Thanks for the read, comment and understanding my minds.
Yes, we can't control what make others happy. But it's our duty to create our own happiness and guard our hearts.

Nini Mappo
Feb 05
Feb 05

Powerful imagery of self-perception through the eyes of others. It makes me think of how we gain other's good opinion, and how easy to lose it. It is a beautiful and at the same time, a precarious thing to be known!

That's how the world is. It's an experience thought deeper then shared to the world for it's an eye opener.

Hello, dear Felister,

You write of betrayal, false hope, and broken promises. I love the imagery of "seeing them painting my name in their hearts, little did I know that one hand was holding a pencil, and the other hand was holding an eraser". I hope you will find loyal and trust worthy relationships. Thank you for sharing your piece with us.

Thanks Karen,
It's an imagery born out of experience.