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Soumee Bhaumik,\u00a0VII B\u00a0(2018 – 19)<\/strong><\/p>\n Writing down word after word, My pen wants something new to write every time. Soumee Bhaumik,\u00a0VII B\u00a0(2018 – 19) Writing down word after word, A series of images floating through my head. Hot coffee getting cold, The unsure part of me becoming bold. Wanting to hear the words waiting to be spoken, The temptation of hearing a song waiting to be written. My pen wants something new to write … Continue reading Delight of Creation<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-210","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-english"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=210"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":466,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/210\/revisions\/466"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=210"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=210"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gardenhighschool.in\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=210"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nA series of images floating through my head.
\nHot coffee getting cold,
\nThe unsure part of me becoming bold.
\nWanting to hear the words waiting to be spoken,
\nThe temptation of hearing a song waiting to be written.<\/p>\n
\nMyriad emotions swim in my mind.
\nCandle flickering, cool wind brushing against my hand,
\nAs I drift off to memory land.
\nRelishing the feeling of putting my name at the end of a poem,
\nA smile plastered on my face,
\nAs I read my poem for the last time in a slow pace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"