On my way to the throne

I’m on my way to the throne,

Thanks to several stones.

They got me stumbled upon, like tides on the shore,

Vain, wavy soar plunging back to the coast;

I’ve met many of them before,

Despite of all those stones,

I chose to roam on that route;

Cause I knew there’s something strange,

They’re not all the same, they got their own shape;

As I headed ahead, my veins flooded blood,

And wounded bones painted rocks;

My blood divulged real face,

They’re all placed by fate,

Each one saying to move;

It was the last hurdle,

Diverted me on the right route,

The one I was destined to rule;

Wounds paved my apt route,

And led me to the throne;

Thanks to several stones.

-Bhishmpratapsinh Dabhi