Crowning of Hearts

It is my own world And I reside in it Like an emperor emerald But I am an explorer Of the world of the hearts I can enter into them Without a permission I steal away the thoughts Yet no one can claim For, I give them An artistic touch Mingle them skillfully Upto my extreme reach They then come out In my verses and songs I cannot say whether They are right Or entirely wrong But they have the colour of Love and the feelings true And in spite of same old words They seem to be fresh and new Even the strangers In them find their own hue And the sentimental Feel heart moistening dew If you feel them With love and affection They will make an interaction And then convert into The soulful musical song That will crown your heats For long, long, long