Muktika Poddar Biography

In the darkness of night, a gleaming beam peeks,
Through the window pane, illuminating her unique seek.
From the universe's vastness, she taps her might,
Drawing creativity, manifesting a glowing light.
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I wish selfishness wasn't a human trait, but it is,
And not because we were made like this.
We were given a capacity to think and formulate,
But our experiences and wishes seldom correlate.
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People say survival is for the fittest.
I ask: what is this survival truly worth?
Is it worth fighting with demons of the world?
Corrupting your core to salvage the hurt?
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Love, a master magician, weaves it spell.
A trickster of mind, stealing desires to sell.
A gambler of emotions, the sweet deceitful kind.
It burns alive, yet feels warm and subtle inside.
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For a second, I thought I was alone,
But I was not.
For flowers bloomed every day,
Unfolding their growth with mine.
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