{"id":2614,"date":"2023-10-04T09:23:05","date_gmt":"2023-10-04T09:23:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/?p=2614"},"modified":"2023-10-04T09:27:34","modified_gmt":"2023-10-04T09:27:34","slug":"music-is-my-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/music-is-my-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Music is my life"},"content":{"rendered":"

A guitar in one hand<\/span>
\na camera in the other,<\/span>
\nsoothing, sunset-smooth sand,<\/span>
\nsitting with my mother.<\/span>
\nA melody singing my heart,<\/span>
\nfor her, a treacle tart.<\/span>
\nSea, vast ocean<\/span>
\nsongs are not just an emotion.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nA perfect day spent,<\/span>
\nmusic brings them together.<\/span>
\nShe saw a place to vent,<\/span>
\nsensing it was her daughter.<\/span>
\nWas it the song I composed?<\/span>
\nOr the perfect notes?<\/span>
\nClearly care, I suppose?<\/span>
\nWe could relate to distant boats.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nEven a camera couldn’t<\/span>
\ncapture the moment,<\/span>
\nI was a broken hymn,<\/span>
\nforbidden to be stronger.<\/span>
\nI was relieved<\/span>
\nwhen I cried longer.<\/span>
\nMy dream was crumpled<\/span>
\nlike a piece of paper,<\/span>
\nI blamed circumstances<\/span>
\nwhen I was the reaper.<\/span><\/p>\n

\nI’m not perfect,<\/span>
\nnot this shape poem is,<\/span>
\nI’m shaping a form<\/span>
\nthe curves are uneven,<\/span>
\nwhether it’s the music<\/span>
\nthat lives for me or I,<\/span>
\nlive cause of music.<\/span>
\nI don’t know why,<\/span>
\nI’m flawed and<\/span><\/p>\n

so is my voice,<\/span>
\nbut I sing,<\/span>
\nMusic is my life.<\/span><\/p>\n

———————————————————————-<\/span><\/p>\n

By:<\/strong> Anushka Gaikwad<\/span><\/p>\n

College:<\/strong> Parvatibai Chowgule College of Arts & Science<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A guitar in one hand a camera in the other, soothing, sunset-smooth sand, sitting with my mother. A melody singing my heart, for her, a treacle tart. Sea, vast ocean songs are not just an emotion. A perfect day spent, music brings them together. She saw a place to vent, sensing it was her daughter. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2615,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2614","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","et-has-post-format-content","et_post_format-et-post-format-standard"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2614","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2614"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2614\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2617,"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2614\/revisions\/2617"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2615"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2614"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2614"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2614"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}