My Salvation Poem by Moahammad Maleki

When i got tired of seeking over and over
When i got bored of rummaging all over
When i got resented by the futile quest withou of an iota of rest

When the fatigue and weary wraped me all over
When jibberish and filthy residue of endeavour drived me berserk

I realized the way of discovering
The way of digging out the trurh under the debris of disappointments

When the crosswinds started to blow savagely
I realize how to drive forth by resorting to my own winds.