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
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