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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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Unspoken Needs

The weight of silence presses down,  
A whispered cry, without a sound.  
Eyes that see, but turn away,  
Hoping someone else will stay.  
  
A glance that lingers, just too long,  
A feeling that something is wrong.  
Yet words remain inside, unsaid,  
A quiet ache, a heavy thread.  
  
Is it pride, or fear, or shame,  
That makes me play this silent game?  
To wish they knew, without a plea,  
To hope they’d offer, setting me free.  
  
But maybe it's my own wall built,  
A fortress high, layered in guilt.  
For needing help, for being weak,  
For wanting care but scared to speak.  
  
So I stay here, just out of reach,  
Wondering if it’s me who needs to teach  
The world to see what I can’t show,  
Or myself, to let them know.

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