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Just Friends

A poignant and intense poem about yearning and wishes. A poem with strong submerged love, by Sushmita, in Different Truths.

That winter night,
You should have stayed on,
With me through,
Instead of leaving me,
Half asleep in my bed,
Under the warm blanket,
But feeling cold.
When else,
Will I ever wake up,
In arms yours,
While snow gently falls,
On the solitary mountain top,
Outside the balcony,
Of your and my separate rooms.
Though we sipped red wine,
It was not,
From the same balloon glass.
Though we chatted till wee hours,
It was not,
Leaning against the wall together,
Cozily next to each other,
But sitting opposite.
Though we talked about love,
It was not,
For each other,
Even once.
We are just friends,
After all.

Picture design Anumita Roy

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Sushmita Gupta
She writes, paints, listens to music in various languages and genres. She parties and participates in quiz. She teaches children between ages 6 and 12, creating her unique curriculum. She enjoys teaching 100 children. She helps create happy self-image for them through art, poetry, experiments, and lots of video driven general knowledge and power point presentations.

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