{"id":1024,"date":"2016-08-29T04:27:00","date_gmt":"2016-08-29T04:27:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/2016\/08\/29\/game-of-love\/"},"modified":"2016-08-29T04:27:00","modified_gmt":"2016-08-29T04:27:00","slug":"game-of-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/2016\/08\/29\/game-of-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Game of Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: left;\">\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Game of Love ain&#8217;t made for me<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">for<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">It always brought me down to knee<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Something I could never flee<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Even if I loved with my heart<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">My aim was never right as dart<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Agony in love was what had its base<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Success was never my case<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Pain was the word on my lip<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Blood is what I had in every sip<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">I wanted to be loved always<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">But love had to depart its ways<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Tried my level hard and fast<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">But could never help on my past<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">It was my past that&#8217;s the culprit<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Causing agony and fate&#8217;s misprint<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Though Here standing now all alone<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Where whom I loved is gone<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Dunno how would I play this game<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: red;\">Where I could achieve nothing but shame<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Game of Love ain&#8217;t made for me for It always brought me down to knee Something I could never flee Even if I loved with my heart My aim was never right as dart Agony in love was what had its base Success was never my case Pain was the word on my lip Blood &hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[168],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1024","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-english","entry entry-center"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1024","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1024"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1024\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1024"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1024"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1024"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}