{"id":19024,"date":"2016-08-13T11:17:28","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:17:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=19024"},"modified":"2016-08-13T11:17:28","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:17:28","slug":"poemno2-college-dreams-j-r-m-2016","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/poemno2-college-dreams-j-r-m-2016\/","title":{"rendered":"#PoemNo2 College Dreams -j.r.m\u00a9 2016"},"content":{"rendered":"
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College Dreams<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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-j.r.m\u00a9 2016<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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My college dreams <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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were young and naive…<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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untouched by the<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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complications <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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situations weave.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I had it all planned out, <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Yes even with the building <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Peer pressure and the times <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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My heart got broken.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I dreamed inspite of it.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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There was hope in <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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my eyes, and the way <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I viewed the world.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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A certain innocence <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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that comes with <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Being na\u00efve\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Being pure <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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In the way <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I hadn\u2019t been dealt <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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A bad hand..<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What would I know about pain?<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What would I know about suffering?<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What would I know about loss?<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What would I know about weakness?<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What would I know about struggle?<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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what would I know about giving up? <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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If I hadn\u2019t even been put in a particular <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Situation which called for feeling the above?<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I learnt my biggest lesson after I was dealt a bad hand<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Life isn\u2019t only a bed of roses\u2026it has thorns too, <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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that will prick you and you will bleed, hurt , scream, cry.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I learnt only later<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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that my college dreams <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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were nothing but a dream\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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True life requires <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of suffering, <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of pain, <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of learning<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of falling<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of almost giving up<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of surrender<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of trust<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of heartbreak<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of struggle<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of learning to fly<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of crawling<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of falling down<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of bruises\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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a bit of everything\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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College dreams are nothing <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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But the dust of the ashes <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I made my peace with\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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But\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Occasionally I look back with a certain<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Fondness to reminisce <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The eyes that brimmed with hope <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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And that certain kind of innocence\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I miss the most…<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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College Dreams -j.r.m\u00a9 2016 \u00a0 \u00a0 My college dreams were young and naive… untouched by the complications situations weave. \u00a0 I had it all planned out, Yes even with the building Peer pressure and the times My heart got broken. I dreamed inspite of it….<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":897,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19024","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19024","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\/897"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19024"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19024\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19109,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19024\/revisions\/19109"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19024"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19024"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19024"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}