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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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Tested Times

A crown alone won't make a king,
Nor titles cause the world to cling.
For power bends to what is true—
Not what you wear, but what you do.

A lion rules the open plain,
Not by decree, but by its name.
No need to roar, no need to fight,
Its presence shows its silent might.

A leader walks, the crowd obeys,
Not for the words, nor golden praise.
But for the weight their name has earned,
The trust instilled, the lessons learned.

A voice commands when it aligns,
With values held and tested times.
For masks may fool a fleeting glance,
But truth will stand when given chance.

So claim no power, wear no guise,
Let roots run deep, let wisdom rise.
For only those who know their core,
Will wield a name the world implores.

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