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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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Faded Light

Each time the truth unraveled, bare and cold,  
A crack split the mirror where trust was told.  
Her eyes, a maze of stories half-declared,  
Left me wondering if she ever cared.  

The room would hush, yet thunder filled my chest,  
A cyclone of “why,” robbing me of rest.  
How could the vows, once sacred and pure,  
Turn to echoes I could not endure?  

I stood there, holding shards of what was mine,  
A love betrayed, no longer divine.  
Her footsteps echoed, fading into night,  
While I clung to fragments of fading light.  

Yet with each fracture, strength was born,  
From fields of grief, resilience torn.  
I wondered, aching, if I deserved more—  
The answer clear: a wide-open door.  

For love is not a cage, nor pain a chain,  
It's a bond that lifts, not leaves a stain.  
And though I forgive, I choose to part,  
Guarding the pieces of my mending heart.

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