{"id":100586,"date":"2021-06-27T03:23:55","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T07:23:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=100586"},"modified":"2021-06-27T03:23:55","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T07:23:55","slug":"self-portrait-surya-t-poetry-marathon-poem-19","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/self-portrait-surya-t-poetry-marathon-poem-19\/","title":{"rendered":"Self-portrait | Surya T | Poetry Marathon Poem 19"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Cacophonous sound of the alarm<br \/>\nrings still in my ear, an hour after it sounds<br \/>\nI drag myself out of bed, beginning the day<br \/>\nStart the day happy &#8211; I feel immediately guilty<br \/>\nAlas, there&#8217;s no hope of gaining lost time<br \/>\nNor any chance of dripping spilt milk<br \/>\nI fill the bucket with water, the day must begin<br \/>\nwith a hot shower and a clean shave<br \/>\nA man must keep his face clean shaven &#8211; told repeatedly<br \/>\nIt has become a habit, one that I cannot miss<br \/>\nThink of the lessons that can be learnt early in the day<br \/>\nDo your work before most people even are awake<br \/>\nStudy well before the sun creeps through the horizon<br \/>\nLighting up the sky and heating up the world<br \/>\nI open my mail for a morning motivation email<br \/>\nI need my dose of mantras to begin the day<br \/>\nI pour myself a hot cup of coffee<br \/>\nand listen to the daily dose of mental caffeine<br \/>\nI must be vigilant to protect my focus<br \/>\nI must be constantly guarding my attention<br \/>\nI must ensure I do not fall prey to marketing scams<br \/>\nI must protect my attention and direct towards my goals<br \/>\nEach day, a routine similar to that of Sisyphus<br \/>\nEach night, a routine similar to that of Sisyphus<br \/>\nI will reach the goal one day for sure<br \/>\nI will reach that goal very soon<br \/>\nUntil then, it is rolling the boulder up the hill<br \/>\nonly to have it fall down from the summit<\/p>\n<p>&#8211;<em>Surya T<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cacophonous sound of the alarm rings still in my ear, an hour after it sounds I drag myself out of bed, beginning the day Start the day happy &#8211; I feel immediately guilty Alas, there&#8217;s no hope of gaining lost time Nor any chance of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3791,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-100586","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100586","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3791"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=100586"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100586\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":100727,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100586\/revisions\/100727"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=100586"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=100586"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=100586"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}