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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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Timid

Regret sits silent, cloaked in gray,
A shadow cast on yesterday.
Its whispers echo, soft but cold,
Of dreams unspoken, actions untold.

A timid heart, afraid to leap,
Holds secrets buried, buried deep.
The paths not taken, the words unsaid,
The moments missed, the chances fled.

Oh, boldness, light that clears the mist,
The fire that fuels a daring tryst.
Where were you when fear held sway,
And time stole life’s sweet bloom away?

For in the stillness, where boldness dies,
Regret awakens, tears its disguise.
It thrives in silence, it feeds on pause,
A ruthless judge with no applause.

Yet even now, the flame can rise,
To cast regret from weary eyes.
For boldness waits where courage reigns,
To heal the scars of past remains.

So step, and stumble, fall, and rise,
Break the bonds of muted skies.
For regret is nothing, a fleeting storm,
Where boldness lives, and hearts transform.

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