I wanted to know What’s in my heart

I wanted to know
What’s in my heart
I took a knife
Opened it apart
Lot of blood
I saw
Some deep red
Some deep black
I looked at the red
It was full of
Love and affection
Black was full of
Hate and infection
I was happy and crappy
Thought for a while
Decided to change my style
Live with love and affection
Remove the blood
Of hate and infection
Make all the blood red
Never remember
The word hatred

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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