{"id":8540,"date":"2015-06-13T14:10:58","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T18:10:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=8540"},"modified":"2015-06-13T14:14:15","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T18:14:15","slug":"he-loved-the-best-he-could","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/he-loved-the-best-he-could\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem#6 He Loved The Best He Could"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dreaded time has come &#8230;<br \/>\nHis long time battle ended in a long run.<br \/>\nBottled monster &#8230; long and short had long gone.<br \/>\nWhat remains was replaced by pain and regrets.<br \/>\nA life lived in a pathetic state.<\/p>\n<p>Life with him was a roller coaster &#8230;<br \/>\nOne week sober &#8230; one month of heaven.<br \/>\nA month with monster in a bottle &#8230; a year in hell.<br \/>\nThough he struggled to stand in dignity;<br \/>\nWe witnessed his defeated fight in futility.<\/p>\n<p>We were fashioned in his wit &#8230;<br \/>\nBut not defined by his grief.<br \/>\nServed as a trophy of the life he didn&#8217;t dreamed off.<br \/>\nAs he loved us the best he could.<br \/>\nBut the bottled monster that gleamed in blood;<br \/>\nSparkled like an enchanting temptress &#8230;<br \/>\nLurked him in a fog.<\/p>\n<p>As he whispered his last breath &#8230;<br \/>\nTears abundantly flowed &#8230; not in pain but resigned.<br \/>\nHe held my hands and mouthed the words.<br \/>\n&#8220;Thank you for loving me &#8230; despite of.<br \/>\n&#8220;Hush&#8221; &#8230; I said &#8230; &#8220;You are fine Dad.&#8221;<br \/>\nAs I kissed him, in my heart and in my thought.<br \/>\nHe loved us the best he could.  <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dreaded time has come &#8230; His long time battle ended in a long run. Bottled monster &#8230; long and short had long gone. What remains was replaced by pain and regrets. A life lived in a pathetic state. Life with him was a roller coaster&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":356,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8540","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8540","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\/356"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8540"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8540\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8790,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8540\/revisions\/8790"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8540"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8540"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8540"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}