If my immortal heart wouldn’t waver with every sad predicament
Would the world still keep on turning, would it still revolve eventful and free
Would my heart, steadfast and strong, still beat in utmost harmony?
Its bittersweet duet of a bluebird’s joyous song,
Combined with the nightingale’s mournful melody.
If love could be unending, would it surpass the tooth of time?
As time itself becomes an unknown word before these vacillating eyes.
Would time still be a ticking clock, would years or ages lose its charms.
As eternity takes me into its arms.
My heart, my love, my immortality..
A curse, an ailment, an unending mockery.
As eternity would hollow out the heavy words,
Rendering them void and light.
So would my heart be burdened underneath this ageless time.
Love would lose its splendorous glamour, as it expresses its fragility.
The once eventful world, would turn no more, at least not for me,
As we become this world’s most pitiful anomaly.
I’d hold you in my undying arms,
As time takes you away from me.
I’ll once again bear this burden - of immortality.