{"id":1055,"date":"2010-10-15T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2010-10-15T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/in-the-trenches-of-love\/"},"modified":"2010-10-15T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2010-10-15T00:00:00","slug":"in-the-trenches-of-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/in-the-trenches-of-love\/","title":{"rendered":"In The Trenches Of Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I sit in pensive unease, in tortured hope,<br \/>\nNear the phone, wishing she would break her silence \u2013<br \/>\nThe miasma of her silence has grayed my existence,<br \/>\nLove is a beautiful pendant hanging from the thin strings of faith and hope.<\/p>\n<p>Last week we were in the park chasing each other:<br \/>\nOver the hills, around the trees, under the bushes,<br \/>\nCulminating in a dip in the sensuous limpidity of the pool,<br \/>\nThen we walked hand in hand to the far-away parking lot.<\/p>\n<p>A small talk with her on our next tryst<br \/>\nCatapulted into a tangent over her belief<br \/>\nThat I was beginning to be attracted to a girl in my office,<br \/>\nMy forceful presentation of the facts made her further incensed with me.<\/p>\n<p>I called her several times later, but she would not reply,<br \/>\nE-mails she never thought appropriate for lovers\u2019 <br \/>communications,<br \/>\nWhy she cannot trust me I cannot fathom? ,<br \/>\nWhile my misery is great, her mood is equally insular.<\/p>\n<p>I have no doubt that she is exploiting my need for her,<br \/>\nIn love sacrifices are great but revenges are no less:<br \/>\nSince two persons are one so there is no unfairness toward the other:<br \/>\nEverything is an expression of the dancing curve of a state of mood.<\/p>\n<p>I have been thinking of strategies to reconnect with her,<br \/>\nBut my appeal to her based on reason is not one of them,<br \/>\nAs in love reason is a weak tool:<br \/>\nEverything is faith, dream, vision.<\/p>\n<p>Suffern, New York, 10.14.10<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I sit in pensive unease, in tortured hope, Near the phone, wishing she would break her silence \u2013 The miasma of her silence has grayed my existence, Love is a&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1055","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-poems"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1055","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1055"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1055\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1055"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1055"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1055"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}