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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.
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A Chance To Mend

They aim their barbs, a stinging rain,
A test, a trial, wrapped in pain.
But don't you fret, don't feel the sting,
For hidden gifts these shadows bring.

A mirror held, a truth revealed,
A weakness shown, a path concealed.
A chance to mend, to build anew,
A stronger you, emerging true.

Like iron forged in fires' might,
Your spirit hardens, burning bright.
Resilience blooms where they deride,
A tougher shell to turn the tide.

And purpose, too, may take its stand,
A guiding light in shifting sand.
Their doubts a spark, a chance to see
The path you walk, meant just for thee.

So thank the storm, the ones who try,
To dim your flame, to make you die.
For in their wake, a lesson learned,
A fire sparked, a spirit earned.

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