{"id":32364,"date":"2017-08-05T10:43:57","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:43:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=32364"},"modified":"2017-08-05T10:44:28","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:44:28","slug":"hour-2-yearning-for-spring","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/hour-2-yearning-for-spring\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 2 : Yearning for Spring"},"content":{"rendered":"<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Love rules me and my heart<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Which you captured at the start<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">The day we met the bounteous day<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Fate will and my yearning to obey<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">An awesome lesson on silent face<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">That added wonder and some grace<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">It conjured within me a new life<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">While pouring the love in hive<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">The way you said; I love you dear<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">I peeped into words, not merely hear<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">The movement, they engrossed with me<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Pains turn to fragrance, spread and free<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Standing aloof, once I thought<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">What was I, where I have been brought?<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Something radiates me with soundless word<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">I love you too, you flower, am a bird<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">In the late April, I strongly felt<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\">Meet my spring and do it melt<\/h4>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center\"><\/h4>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Love rules me and my heart Which you captured at the start The day we met the bounteous day Fate will and my yearning to obey An awesome lesson on silent face That added wonder and some grace It conjured within me a new life&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1023,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32364","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32364","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\/1023"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32364"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32364\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32556,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32364\/revisions\/32556"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32364"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32364"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32364"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}