Journey From Prince To King

The Prince got on with journey of his life,

With sharpness greater than that of a knife;

With Dreams to conquer the world in his sight,

Everything Seemed Bloomy & Bright.

Days Passed and the time flew,

The Young Prince took no time to grew;

Dreams of Rule he had long forgone,

Burdens of World had made him forlorn.

Worldy Pleasures & Objects he could attain,

But melancholy within was hard to contain;

Tired of daily grind he wanted some peace,

Sharpness had now given way to Ease.

Time Passed and he began to settle,

Realizing that he had proven his mettle;

He moved along with a steady pace,

Bowing out of the wordly rat race.

The Prince now had grown to be king,

With Fresh Dreams & new wings;

Apprehensions within were laid to rest,

Continued the Journey to face new tests.