{"id":1152,"date":"2014-03-26T23:11:00","date_gmt":"2014-03-26T23:11:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/2014\/03\/26\/drought-of-words\/"},"modified":"2014-03-26T23:11:00","modified_gmt":"2014-03-26T23:11:00","slug":"drought-of-words","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/2014\/03\/26\/drought-of-words\/","title":{"rendered":"Drought of Words"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: left;\">\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">Words that would flow seamlessly<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">Don&#8217;t come to the mind these days<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">It so feels like<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">That there is a drought of words<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">Though I know what I know<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">Though I know what to say<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">But my mind gives away<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">When it comes to &#8220;How to say&#8221;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">Once there was a time<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">When words would flow&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">As if they were some liquid<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">As if my thoughts had wings<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">But off late, all I witnessed<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">Is drought of words<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">All my words seem to have vanished<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">My thoughts had their wings clipped<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">How do I say my pain<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">How do I measure someone&#8217;s gain<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">All I know is I lost a treasure<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">For that whom to hold responsible<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Words that would flow seamlessly Don&#8217;t come to the mind these days It so feels like That there is a drought of words Though I know what I know Though I know what to say But my mind gives away When it comes to &#8220;How to say&#8221; Once there was a time When words would &hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[187,168],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1152","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-abstract-poems","category-poem-english","entry entry-center"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1152","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=1152"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1152\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1152"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1152"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/mayanktrivedi.net\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1152"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}