Gone With The Wind Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

My whole age has gone with the wind Because I couldn't activate it well, My whole days and nights have gone with the wind Because I couldn't benefit from them well, My whole money has gone with wind Because I couldn't use it well, My whole poems have gone with the wind Because I couldn't convince my readers to read them well, My friends have gone with the wind Because I couldn't communicate well with them, My pretty sun has gone with the wind Because I couldn't get myself out of my dark cave, and Astonishingly my whole life has gone with wind Because I couldn't start my whole life well.