When love is dead <br />You move to separate beds. <br />You try to be polite <br />And ignore every slight. <br /> <br />When love is dead <br />You just nod your head, <br />Without paying attention <br />To what your partner mentions. <br /> <br />When love is dead <br />Although you share bread, <br />And live under the same roof <br />You do your best to remain aloof. <br /> <br />When love is dead <br />it becomes easy to shed, <br />any kind of pretence <br />as now it makes no sense. <br /> <br />When love is dead <br />A lot is left unsaid, <br />Why doesn’t any one make <br />A complete break? <br /> <br />Maybe like worn out shoes <br />You are too lazy to break the status quo.<br /><br />Mamta Agarwal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-love-is-dead/
