Showing posts with label Rewards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rewards. Show all posts

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Evil always triumphs


Justice beware
The eternal snare
Of the chaos-order pair
In the dark demon's lair

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Green Marbles and Ham


Red roses
Blue violets
Green ham
And omlettes

This world's a mess
Not that I care
But I've been given
Not truth, but dare.

Impromptu answers
Will mend not the hole
That grows and threatens
Above the south pole

And little green men
Will not magically fix
The problem with our trees
So fix up our ethics

It's not so hard
Just try and see
Learn to recycle
It's actually quite nifty

Don't drive to work,
Use a cycle instead
We all know you need to lose
A spare tyre of lead

And switch off those lights
As you leave each room
Don't forget! Reduce
And try not to consume.

Now my vision's all blurry
The migraine approaches
Environmental issues, it seems,
Sends me for sixes.

So heed my sacrifice
Don't let down your guard
Though it may be a pain
Lest our future be marred

Saturday, September 4, 2010

A Lost Ride


The winds blow high,
And sweep our bleak, deserted stations dry.

An ancient ritual has begun,
A forbidden taboo not to be sung,
For upon a moonlit plain there lies,
A lone cycle, as I raise a bitter cry.

Twice now, as I have gazed,
My cycle, leaving me utterly fazed,
Has left be behind, and yet again,
I have to question what is preordained.

A year past, this had happened once,
A feeble lock, weak to the pounce,
Gave way to the Lurker, waiting in the shadows,
Dragged off to Neverland, I let loose my arrows.

Upon borrowed cycle, I queried the streets,
High and low, finally in bitter defeat.
But lo! For there it was!
Outside sinister Tapti. An early  gift from Clause.

Now a rerun, I tire of this, whereupon,
Yet again have I run the marathon.
Now I give, for history does not repeat,
Again will I find it? My luck is deplete.

So I turn to you now, help me out here a little?
Keep your eyes open, and answer my riddle -
For what Red has two wheels, a rusted bell,
An Axn Dx, with "Turbodrive" pommell?

Branded upon it side, my name,
Anoop V, in faded letters of fame,
A number to further open the door:
NA09B004.

Find it you must, my legs plead,
For a kilometre they cannot, so godspeed,
Treats in plenty I will put,
So get out there, the race is afoot!