Skip to main content

Featured

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.
Post a Comment
Read more

Value Chain

I keep asking, time and again,
How to make my efforts gain—
Not just once, but every day,
To turn the tide and pave my way.

For money follows where value flows,
Yet where it hides, no one knows.
I grasp at skills, I mold my craft,
Yet still, the wealth drifts far, not fast.

A fleeting sale, a moment bright,
Then shadows stretch beyond the light.
How do I make the value last?
Not just a spark, but a steady path?

Ideas rise, then doubts reply—
"What if this fades? What if I try,
And all I build is washed away,
Like castles lost to ocean spray?"

But still, I search, I carve, I test,
For value’s found in giving best.
Not just in work, but solving pain,
Not just in skill, but breaking chains.

Perhaps it’s less about the grind,
And more of how I shape my mind.
To see the gaps, the needs, the flaws,
And fill them up with silent laws.

So I persist, through trial’s weight,
For value grows at learning’s gate.
And once it's built, so firm, so true—
Cash must chase it, not me pursue.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular Posts