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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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The Price of Indecision

At the edge of thought, where moments stand,
Two paths diverge, one near, one grand.
Procrastination whispers, soft and sly,
“Rest a while, there’s no need to try.”

But the clock, unyielding, ticks its tune,
Turning midday swiftly to noon.
Dreams, like shadows, slip through the day,
As regret builds castles from wasted clay.

Yet action calls, a bolder voice,
“Step forth now—make your choice!”
Through sweat and toil, the seeds are sown,
Each small effort, a cornerstone.

Where one path crumbles under delay,
The other shines with earned display.
Procrastination builds regret, deep and vast,
But action forges results that last.

So rise, take heed, this truth remains:
The cost of waiting far outweighs the gains.

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