My heart is not always red
On some days, it is black when the darkness of painful thoughts surround me
Filling my heart with a heavy burden.

On some days, it is blue when numerous desires run through my blood,
And my heart suffers from the pain of longing.

On some days it is, green when
It is full of hope
And my heart wants to live more.

On some days it is a mixture of silver and gold
When it thinks about you.

On some days it is white
When it think about your innocence and peace.

But my favourite among them is the mixture of red and white
As they show my feelings of love and purity for you
That naturally comes when i am with you.

© syed shabnam