Rudra Satapathy  
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Joined 8 March 2017


Joined 8 March 2017
13 OCT 2018 AT 22:57

Bronze

The fire that burns inside,
Is all I need to be inspired.
Something I know can hold my pride,
And never make me tired.
Lift your swords with me.
And watch the fire birds rise,
It will be a splendid prize.
With one hand,
I shall unite us all under the dome,
To find the ancient tomb.
Who shall stand with me,
Shall make the world free.
Now we ride,
Bring your pride.
Say goodbye,
Because now it's time to fly,
as high as the birds,
And pass by The people of the night.

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13 OCT 2018 AT 21:25

Burnt Tulips

Days pass, nights are cold,
My eyes reflect the shine of the gold.
Silver hairs all over. Yes I'm old,
Wisdom falls from each skinfold.
But, I do have regrets and guilt,
Watching the moon, I cry under quilts.
Hiding behind the curtains of my faith,
Facing devils as the clock strikes eight.
I miss his love and warmth at times,
But I got to sing, my boy, I need rhymes.
Things die a slow death, o' holy child.
It's all grey forest, no gods exist in the wild.
Nothing holds any meaning,
Maybe, I am searching something,
Which I can't have.

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18 NOV 2017 AT 8:05

What have I become?
What have I done?
All I can do is run.
Running into the rays of the setting mortal sun.
Recalling those happy days.
How I long for their return!
For a small ember remains,
what's left of what used to burn.
My passions lie dormant,
as does my ability to love,
Oh God hear my lament for I am but a wounded dove.
My embrace was forsaken for another!
My home is in tatters, it was taken. Taken with my joy,
Taken with my hope,
I find little to enjoy.
How can I go on
When all I love is gone?

Remember me...

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18 NOV 2017 AT 7:55

I stare at the city under my feet
I remember My eyes tear up,
My wings beat I remember
What it was like before the wind
And sleet I remember
That covered the kingdom,
vanquished the heat I remember
The children playing,
horses braying before the white clouds
turned to graying I remember
How I ran away,
leaving my people to cry and to pray
That their hero might come back someday
But I never came to save my people
From this storm that
I knew was fatal
I remember
But can't remember
Why I did this Why I did this
I remember...

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17 NOV 2017 AT 15:49

A harp sits alone in a room,
Playing strong,
A tune all hear,
In dreams,
And in sleep.
A man sits now at the harp,
Playing a song all hear.
Songs of beauty,
And songs of nightmares
All strung in one
But all separate For all to hear.
Dreamseer,
A man who makes,
All dreams,
A seer into hope,
To beauty And nightmares.
The spindle sits,
In a room empty,
Playing strong,
A tune all hear.
For the dreamseer.

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9 OCT 2017 AT 18:40

Carnivore.

You smell the flesh everyday.
Kind hearts are savoured by their prey.
All sheeps here turn wolf in no time.
Devils wear prada to hide their crimes.
Everyone has a blood loathed face.
For they are all cats in this rat race.
No pros are reaped here for being benign.
Even Genocides here are labelled as divine.
Be a hunter, or you will be a prey.
Even the dearest of all could betray.
People follow hitler, more than Einstein.
The world is a merciless canine.
Its tough to survive and to dine.
Since, "Adapt or Perish" is its tagline.
The hounds are cremated with honour.
And, the graves here are only dug for swine.

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30 SEP 2017 AT 19:23

Joker.

He goes on the stage with his face painted.
Makes them laugh, being mocked and taunted.
The feelings behind are distorted.
Joy is the only thing exported.
It is a devil who is left behind.
That jeopardizes thoughts and mind.
The clown turns an assassin within no time.
The dagger gets covered with blood and grime.
Still he reverses fate in a pack of cards.
For, the world acts as an unknown retard.
Every person seems to be joker,
For everybody has face paints on.
And the world goes mad over,
Drugs, lust and Poker.


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23 SEP 2017 AT 18:48

Monody of the Arctic

A lonewolf trotted in the woods.
A hunter was camping with his goods.
The hunter asked the wolf, about his pity state.
Since he should be howling around,with his mates.
The wolf replied with a breathe of demise
And glared the hunter with his drenched eyes.
They are all resting in peace, he said.
And I don't remember the last time i was fed.
The hunter sympathized, with tears in his eyes.
He said, how curel is this world,
no relative of you is found.
The wolf smirked and asked him to turn around.
There was a royal blooming moon,
Who protected the wolf,
Ever since that devastating noon.
The wolf replied,
They killed us all,
it seemed, they enslaved death.
But I am sad of the fact that,
They didn't even dig us our graves.

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15 SEP 2017 AT 16:07

Alcataraz

A person asked time.
Who are you?
Time replied
I am the one who just flew.
I am Alcataraz.
The prison which no one could escape.
Im silent,
covered with the masked tape.
Diamonds to goodwill,
i own every speckle of wealth
I am not the commander,
Hence i use the defamed stealth.
The person complained,
You are in power through hypocrisy.
Time replied,
No sapien, i am vulnerable,
To every exploitation of yours
Those who cheat my codes,
Often turn the tables.
The person turned proud, but
The time smirked, and replied
Don't forget i am the Alcataraz
No one could escape me.
You can take all the riches but,
You can't flee.
Hence i will have the last laugh.
While you perpetually crave.
You can't escape this system, boy!
Untill you kiss & cuddle,
with the dust of your grave.

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4 SEP 2017 AT 20:36

At the hades' gate

The thunder struck the shrine.
The souls were set to whine.
The master of the dark world
The master set his foot,
The great hades was unfurled.
The recently dead person from earth
Still Smiled at the gloomy berth
While the Cerberus howled behind
And others died again of dearth
Hades was surprised
Seeing a smile so oversized.
He asked"why do you still smile,
You are in the isle of the doom
And at the end of the mankind.
You just came from the world,
Which was made by Zeus
Now you are infront of hades
and still so amused?"
The man replied
"Pardon me my lord!
But if the underworld is a knife.
The earth will still remain a sword!"

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