Is it love I smell or jealousy?

I have lost my faith in your ways

Late as it may be, I have found my way

Over the years I have tried, to hate you so

Vanity is your name, for me its lame

Everything you said was just a game

Yes, I proclaim, I have found my way

Once again, you broke my faith

Under the moon and stars I stand

Tonight I stand against the tide

On this night I shall fight

The game ain't over, no its not

How dare you play your reckless tune

Every time , I break and fail

Maybe I dont like it ,yet I dream of you

On summer days with an orange baboon

On a tree so high that it touches the sky

N' it ain't right to see you slain atop a tree

By Prabalta Rijal