{"id":19501,"date":"2016-08-13T11:57:33","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:57:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=19501"},"modified":"2016-08-13T12:11:39","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T16:11:39","slug":"poem-3-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/poem-3-7\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 3"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My mornings and nights<br \/>\nMornings are beautiful.<br \/>\nSome feels it, some not.<br \/>\nBut all says the same..<br \/>\nNights are wonderful.<br \/>\nSome wait for that wonder to happen, some not.<br \/>\nBut all says the same..<br \/>\nWe made it and mould it the way we want to..<\/p>\n<p>Forget every single thought run all day in your mind<br \/>\nJust sleep like a little child..<br \/>\nWelcome every mornings as a new<br \/>\nTo make yourself to move through..<br \/>\nA phone call from mom,<br \/>\nTo a cute fight with brother..<br \/>\nSome good laugh with colleagues<br \/>\nTo fun with friends..<br \/>\nTime spend on your passion,<br \/>\nTo a little worry for future..<br \/>\nA morning wish from your receptionist<br \/>\nTo a good night from your love..<br \/>\nAll that is enough to complete a day,<br \/>\nYou forced to serve<br \/>\nWhatever happens or you did mistakenly<br \/>\nJust accept it internally..<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">Beautiful is the word that we made..<br \/>\nGod just sent all the things without any upgrade..<br \/>\nWe defined and invent evrything<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s in our hands to make it worth living..<br \/>\nChoice and acceptance are two different measures<br \/>\nLet&#8217;s decide your treasure..<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My mornings and nights Mornings are beautiful. Some feels it, some not. But all says the same.. Nights are wonderful. Some wait for that wonder to happen, some not. But all says the same.. We made it and mould it the way we want to&#8230;..<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":895,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,8,7,13,1136,441,5],"tags":[1199],"class_list":["post-19501","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-introductions","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","tag-poetryloverfromindia"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19501","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\/895"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19501"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19501\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19516,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19501\/revisions\/19516"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19501"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19501"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19501"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}