` <br /> <br /> <br />This young sad poet <br />t o b e, <br />brooding over things <br />that tomorrow might not bring. <br />Other poets <br />are dying around him; <br />(they are flesh-bound too!) <br /> <br />exiting without fanfare and glory, <br />whose poems <br />shall collect dust <br />in lonely shelves <br />of musty halls <br />within greying walls <br />where no sun shines <br />on semi-precious gems of long ago - <br />(is this where he wants to be) too? <br /> <br />He broods on; <br />Taking with him his private agonies; <br />chasing after personal demons, <br />being pursued by them in turn.... <br />to be <br />this sad young Poet. <br /> <br /> <br />`<br /><br />Frederick Kesner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0-sadly-young/
