Disposal Glass

Disposal glass

I see you everywhere

Using and throwing

frowning and drowning

In my street garbage and nalahs

With the smell of beer and wine

Disposal glass

I see you everywhere

Broken and stroken

All used and waste

In my room tonight

Disposal glass

I love you so much and

don't you worry now

Coz i am here with you

used and misused

bruised and accused

Well in your case

you are paid to be so

But in my case

I paid my years to a girl

To be used and disheartened

So don't you worry

I am here with you

much alike

used and misused .....

Tsering Angchok

My post breakup poem 2009

somewhere between October and November

when I was shattered and handicapped by my strong emotions of love

when I learned how strong a feeling of love for someone can be

when I learned what can be the consequences of loving someone very real.