Rudra Karandikar
Horror
i believe to be scared of horror movie
but i have no fear if god is there
no horror
i see in past evil entered in the hearts of men
but still i have no fear
On your Camer...
Army
If i die in a...
horror
cargoes
My World
Sacrifice
My Country
ohh piku
In the realm of dreams, where wonders bloom, A tapestry weaves through midnight's gloom. In the realm of dreams, where wonders bloom, A tapestry weaves through midnig...
Musings Musings
Playing with her forest-green eyeballs like a child. Staring at her gory empty eye sockets he smi... Playing with her forest-green eyeballs like a child. Staring at her gory empt...
No-one wants to be buried in the isolated room, I'm sitting in. I can sense centipedes are turnin... No-one wants to be buried in the isolated room, I'm sitting in. I can sense c...
I felt the freeze, Breath beneath the soil, I felt the freeze, Breath beneath the soil,
Where is the real home of ghosts? Where is the real home of ghosts?
With this brush, He wanted to create a new world, Where no humans exist. With this brush, He wanted to create a new world, Where no humans exist.
I wish I hadn't fought battles before I wish I hadn't fought battles before
A horrible tune A horrible tune
And with that, the washing machine stopped, The clothes fell still and the laughter dropped, And with that, the washing machine stopped, The clothes fell still and the la...
Now, I'm dancing through the shadows of mine Now, I'm dancing through the shadows of mine
Triggering a conflict Triggering a conflict
Will bring one's heart into one's mouth. Will bring one's heart into one's mouth.
Oh hear! My child of no one, ... Oh hear! My child of no one, ...
Haunted by something Haunted by something
She breathed her last, fire and flame Violated beyond repair She breathed her last, fire and flame Violated beyond repair
My Haunted Heart is a piece of art My Haunted Heart is a piece of art
The night is dark, the moon is low, A whisper of wind begins to blow, The night is dark, the moon is low, A whisper of wind begins to blow,
Sadly, it is the mighty, the formidable who grab the spoils of war; Sadly, it is the mighty, the formidable who grab the spoils of war;
I have to live the life my masters never had I have to live the life my masters never had
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