Analysis of Immortal is mirage..

Traumatised 'n' weeping eyes; once they were mine,
Now only to console our souls...lay those glittering memories.
Tragically! they vanished or my search is deine.
And now: where do we go with our incomplete stories?
Someone happily sighed, worked hard for years...
But destined are also tears, all we do is fear;
Then we gaze: for what were all those efforts?

Don't break to immaculate, it hurts 'particularly'
Neither past nor future will favour, its breaks early.
Immortal is everything? It's a mirage merely.
People would sense real when it hurts severely.
Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone....
Memories live, not enemies! My Lord...

Care wins heart, pride not might....
Live the moments, don't know which would be the last sight.....