{"id":111533,"date":"2022-06-25T21:10:47","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T01:10:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=111533"},"modified":"2022-06-25T21:10:47","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T01:10:47","slug":"in-loving-memory-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/in-loving-memory-2\/","title":{"rendered":"In Loving Memory"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I heard evil tidings<br \/>\nsuddenly he vacated his life<br \/>\nI thought this word was a lie<br \/>\nHow bitter it is to believe the truth.<br \/>\nEvery day many beings<br \/>\nLife becomes a cipher.<br \/>\nOne day every life remains as an empty vase<br \/>\nBut, the mind is never hurt.<br \/>\nBunch of memories<br \/>\nTapped on my thoughts<br \/>\nThe mind was cloudy and dark<br \/>\nNo injuries on the mind even though<br \/>\nThe pain is in the form of tears<br \/>\nWhen he found out he was dead<br \/>\nThe tears seemed to fade.<br \/>\nBut, even his memories<br \/>\nI was afraid those memoirs may melt<br \/>\nHis death will haunt me for the rest of my life.<br \/>\nUntil he knew I was dead<br \/>\nNow-<br \/>\nHis memories<br \/>\nA few tears left me with sweet bruises.<br \/>\nNow I am remembering my bosom friends<br \/>\nIt\u2019s time to meet and recollect the past<br \/>\nI need to remember my childhood in their words.<br \/>\nit&#8217;s not an idle hour<br \/>\nIf I waste a bit of second<br \/>\nsomeone knocks with bitter news<br \/>\nToday I want to see them.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I heard evil tidings suddenly he vacated his life I thought this word was a lie How bitter it is to believe the truth. Every day many beings Life becomes a cipher. One day every life remains as an empty vase But, the mind&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4021,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-111533","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111533","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\/4021"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=111533"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111533\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":116705,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/111533\/revisions\/116705"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=111533"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=111533"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=111533"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}