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The Age Went — Poem —


Omar El Qayedy is a private center English teacher in Marrakech. He graduated with an English B.A. form Cadi Ayyad University in Marrakesh. He is a second year M.A. student of linguistics at the same university for the academic years of 2014-2016. He has got a modest experience in teaching in public and private sectors. His interest is writing in spite of some hindrances.



Marrakech, Morocco

                    The age quickly went.

                    I was expecting

                    in all of my life to get an immortal age.

                    People benefited from

                    their times… and I

                    keep expecting a prolonged life.

                    I have missed the occasions.

                    Unemployment has got me out

                    of my job

                    and I go on.

                    The love of nice times I missed

                    Keep gnawing at me

                    Time after time; it cannot cross

                    My mind that I neglected

                    precious opportunities which

                    will never come to me

                    to enjoy; they are missed occasions!

                     The age has quickly gone.

                     The disappointment has spread out

                     With lost hope to make

                     My situation change.

                     How has this happened?

                     Which way should I take

                     to catch up all of my missed life?

                     What should I do?

                  

                     Nowadays, I feel as if I am a boy

                     when I consider my experience,

                      but I really get I am old

                      when I consider my age.

                      My life is turbulent  after all.

                     I always wonder if I could get back

                     the fresh times at which I may replace

                     the lost past to become pleased,

                     but it is not possible;

                     for that, I always blame myself.

                    The age has quickly gone

                    It crossed my life like a lightning,

                    and of that I could not be aware.

                    To remember how it passed and left me

                    living with suffering from

                    unemployment,

                    sadness,

                    disappointment,

                    disillusionment,

                    poverty,

                    loneliness,

                    literacy,

                    and a chance

                    for an old man who did not make use of his times.

                    The age has quickly gone.

                    It crossed my life, and I
                    Keep expecting.


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