{"id":388,"date":"2024-12-01T19:58:45","date_gmt":"2024-12-01T14:28:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/?p=388"},"modified":"2025-02-20T09:39:53","modified_gmt":"2025-02-20T04:09:53","slug":"love-poems-and-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/2024\/12\/01\/love-poems-and-memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Love, poems and memories"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Life never moves along the path we desire.<br>Steering doesn\u2019t help either;<br>this is where life stops\u2014<br>joy turns into sorrow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Even the happiest places we once visited<br>now feels like hell.<br>When I look into her eyes and can\u2019t<br>see my reflection, I find<br>the graveyard turning into a heavenly place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I did everything to save us,<br>but I see it crashing down before me.<br>When I saw her holding his hand the way she once held mine,<br>she took away the last piece of my life,<br>clinging to her memories.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now, there\u2019s nothing left but wounds and scars.<br>Years of uncertainty in my heart<br>have taken their toll.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I smoke my feelings out,<br>I drink to escape the deepest, most painful memories.<br>Even the whiskey sobbed, seeing my plight.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Life never moves along the path we desire.Steering doesn\u2019t help either;this is where life stops\u2014joy turns into sorrow. Even the happiest places we once visitednow feels like hell.When I look into her eyes and can\u2019tsee my reflection, I findthe graveyard turning into a heavenly place. I did everything to save us,but I see it crashing&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-388","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-all-writings"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/388","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=388"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/388\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":389,"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/388\/revisions\/389"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=388"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=388"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pennedbywordsmith.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=388"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}