If I Were Immortal

If I were immortal, Would the indifference that the mind possesed, Surpass the empathy that the heart in itself Dressed? Would the nature's beauty, Grow dimmer by the second Breaking, their ancient treaty? Would I suffer the great craving Of the eternal release of death With my soul out of my body crawling? The forest that housed life itself, With their great colours of play, Would bade the colours away With nothing much to say. The waters whose ripples, Once struck the heart chords Would turn shallow, Like the presence of time itself, Whose birth and death would be nothing But hollow. ---Ranaditya Adhikary