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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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Love, Hate, and Trust

Trust, a whisper woven thin,  
Where love and doubt quietly begin.  
A delicate thread, pure yet slight,  
Stretched between the dark and light.  

Love, a veil, can cloud the seams,  
It colors truth in softened dreams.  
And hate, a fire that bends the line,  
Can twist a heart beyond design.  

We place our faith in trembling hands,  
Built from words, from shifting sands.  
A promise made, a promise kept—  
Or broken while the world has slept.  

For trust, so fragile, sways with ease,  
A breath, a sigh, can make it freeze.  
Yet once betrayed, it’s hard to find  
The pieces of a fractured mind.  

So hold it close, guard it well,  
Through silence where we choose to dwell.  
For trust is more than what we see—  
A fragile gift of clarity.

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