Waiting For Godot Poem by Moahammad Maleki

Contemporary peripatetic is waiting for Godot while sitting disappointed on the margin of road

His eyes is woven to the melancholic road
Waiting for someone to come
One who resembles to no one

Staring toward unfathomable horizon
While wraped with tedium and bordom

Whispers to himself:
If he do not come tonight, he shall arrive from the road of salvation tomorrow night for sure

But he shall never appear by the decree of no one

Contemporary peripatetic is sitting within border of nothingness and God
In the foggy realm of genius and inteligence

If he arrives from the road of fear and torture
Life shall turn to a fruitfull and priliferous kind
Otherwise it shall be of mere rediculous quip