Most Ruined of All

This poem was inspired by a song Iris by Goo Goo Dolls


I don't want the world
to see me,
as I don't think,
they'll understand.
Even if they saw,
I don't dread any honest dig,
for I stay as invisible as the air
around them.
The agony that is running
through my bones,
making them freeze,
is beyond words and metaphors.
The tremor of regret,
with every breath is inevitable,
I shudder with the very weight
of this deadly life.
An endless season of slumber - 
is all that I need,
to overcome this never ending
span of suffering. 
As I am an absolute master piece,
among the most ruined of all.

~Ayesh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Bell Avatar
February 25, 2024 at 4:24 AM
The last two lines say it all, sometimes you just want a bit of harmony and a few less frowns out there.
Iqbal Avatar
March 2, 2024 at 1:30 AM
Indeed.. thank you so much for sharing your valuable feedback
Empress Avatar
January 3, 2024 at 7:01 AM
Masterpiece amongst most ruined of all, thats a beautiful way to depict how despite all the struggles and challenges you still feel complete. Brilliant ending really: and this song is beautiful, i think almost everyone loves the song, and appreciates it. Pleasure always reading your work. I hope you are doing well, happy new year: sending you light today and always: im happy to be able to read your work here on soup.
Iqbal Avatar
January 14, 2024 at 8:44 AM
Thank you so much for stopping by dear.. sending you light and love too. Appreciate your support and feedback always.
One Avatar
January 2, 2024 at 10:36 AM
I love this song and you have written a very good poem inspired by it.. It eloquently captures the raw vulnerability and isolation that many individuals experience, hidden beneath a façade of invisibility. The opening lines, "I don't want the world to see me, as I don't think they'll understand," set the tone for a journey into the speaker's profound struggle. The use of metaphors, such as the agony running through the bones, paint a vivid picture of the emotional pain endured..
Iqbal Avatar
January 14, 2024 at 8:41 AM
Appreciate your time reading and leaving meaning reviews dear Silent One..
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