Indianomics

Tag: Park

  • Cute boy Black Brew

    —

    by

    hemal
    in

    Eyes are tender, cold and blue, That’s my boy, you Black Brew, Crushing a stone, unlike you, Let’s go, wear your shoe. Walk by the road, don’t you bark, Catch your bone, that of a lark, I tame you, bright and dark, For each day, you lead me to park. Why don’t you, run around,…

  • Is that I need a lovely spark?

    —

    by

    hemal
    in

    Chimes away and lights so dark, Is this the way I should draw the arc, Wandering lonely in a empty park, Is that I need a lovely spark? Trees blush as the breeze make a pass, Seeing the roses that are best of the mass, As I leave the gate that’s color of brass Still…