I may unconsciously sink Or may bring so much to drink But I'll never choose you to date I'm the one, the most cute And you? A ripened fruit The word pops up is just "hate" You don't belongs to any link You just shrink and shrink And I have a lot more to create You insist me to be with you Like the cap with bottle or some glue But sorry, I don't want to debate Well, I have a brownish suit And in it, you'll surely look so cute So, we have so much left to be made Let me tell you the reason Behind change in behavior like season I wanted to see you in this shade I just wanted you to wear it and try But unfortunately you were too much shy Forgive me now or leave me to regret #chhaya It's an gammo poem, gammo style of Ethiopia