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Heart of Stone

He built his dreams with fire and steel,   Through sweat and pain, through grit and will.   His path was carved with silent nights,   A war he waged beyond the sights.   But love, so sweet, so soft, so near,   Whispered dreams into his ear.   A choice was placed upon his chest—   His passion’s flame, or love’s request.   He turned away from burning light,   Held her close, embraced the night.   Yet soon he found, to his dismay,   Both love and purpose slipped away.   For goals demand a heart of stone,   And love still longs to call its own.   To chase one means to lose the fight,   To hold both tight is rarest might.   So walk the road with eyes aware,   Choose with wisdom, choose with care.   For once you drop what makes you whole,   You lose the fire—and lose your soul.

Memories

In the shadowed corners of a broken home,
Where love once bloomed, now memories roam.
A wife's unfaithful steps, a husband's heart to rend,
Fragments of trust shattered, unable to mend.

Her deceit, a dagger twisting in his chest,
Bidding her depart, granting her request.
But in the hollowed silence, her ghost lingers near,
His thoughts a turbulent storm, a tempest of fear.

In the echoing chambers of his anguished mind,
Whispers of what was, now a ghostly bind.
His father's sage counsel, a beacon through the night,
"Cease the dalliance with ghosts, embrace the light."

Fleeting echoes of affection, now fading into mist,
The husband's heart, a battlefield, love's final tryst.
Letting go of the past, he dares to cast off sorrow's chain,
Embracing the promise of a new dawn's reign.

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