{"id":62404,"date":"2020-06-27T09:52:58","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T13:52:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=62404"},"modified":"2020-06-27T16:19:31","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T20:19:31","slug":"poem-1-hour-1-aymen-zaheer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/poem-1-hour-1-aymen-zaheer\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 1 &#8211; Hour 1 &#8211; Aymen Zaheer"},"content":{"rendered":"<h4>\u201cA gentle flower selling Lady\u201d<\/h4>\n<p>My eyes are bearing<br \/>\nthe stance of that lady<br \/>\nWho was selling the little knots<br \/>\nOf love.<\/p>\n<p>She was persuaded everyone to buy<br \/>\nfor rekindling the sparks<br \/>\nOf love.<\/p>\n<p>She was amiable from top to toe<br \/>\ngive little buds to penniless kids<br \/>\nJust to express familial codes<br \/>\nOf love.<\/p>\n<p>She neither took advantage<br \/>\nnor she hesitated to give<br \/>\nher earning tool in her share<br \/>\nOf love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cA gentle flower selling Lady\u201d My eyes are bearing the stance of that lady Who was selling the little knots Of love. She was persuaded everyone to buy for rekindling the sparks Of love. She was amiable from top to toe give little buds to&#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-62404","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62404","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=62404"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62404\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":67910,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/62404\/revisions\/67910"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=62404"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=62404"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=62404"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}