When Love Fades Poem by Michael Eziudo

When love fades
The emblem of love becomes to you a mere object
The things that you once admired
Become to you like facades of labyrinth
A plausible illusion made by the fictions created by the visions of your emotion
A camouflage
That only seemed to you like the shadows of the real thing
When love fades

You begin to wonder how wonderful your object was
Compared to them all that were
Both yours, if any was
And those of them around you, you wonder
If this thing that now looks like dog's puke
Once crossed the boundary to that room reserved
For just the most precious person in your life
And you hate the more that you valued them the most
As to make them a priority
When love fades

The things that once made you laugh
Would seem now like the Four A.M alarm
That woke you to get ready for work on Monday morning
And the memories of the places you've been
And the things you did together
Would turn your stomach
Until you spit your mouth dry
And the pictures you took?
You'd wonder if you visited the cemetery
And gave free hugs to zombies
When love fades

You won't even remember the efforts you put in
And the times that went by
Because if you weighed them
They'd be precious efforts squandered in futility
So you won't mind
Because when you gave everything you gave
And sacrificed your sweat along
It seemed you weren't even getting the rubies in the first place
Because you felt the rag was worth the sacrifice
So you won't drop a tear
When love fades

The things you cared about your objects
And the unexpected actions and inactions that got you bothered
Don't matter any more
And you stop complaining
The things that made jealousy swell in your heart had flown
So to hell with whatever, you say
The pains you wouldn't want them go through
The heartache you won't watch them suffer
Your most sodied concerns no longer cause you a blink of an eye
When love fades

The endearing names they called you
That made your hairs stand unend
And sweet you to your spines
Begin to sound like irritating music from a broken record
When they call your phone
It looks to you like bedbug on that bed of yours
That once reminded you of poverty
Is knocking on your door now
And when they as much as touch you
You feel like it's snails climbing your body in their slimes
And you beat off
And when they try to touch your heart
The actions, whatever efforts they put in,
Prick your body like thorns from the rose flower stem
Nothing of your once upon a time hun pleases you any more
When love fades

Value love when it hits you
It takes two to tango
Love gets hungry and should be fed
It has four legs for proper support
And when a two is tired
It may require one two to give tireless support
And when the other doesn't stand sooner
It weakens out
Feed love
It takes conscious effort
Does it get boring at times? Yes.
But like ball
It won't roll if it isn't kicked
Kick it
Because the best of its opposite is seen more
When love fades