On a waning night
Sadness kills the growing moon
Regret kills moonlight
In ease of tired sleep
I prevent a lively dream
From hazy eyes deep
Holding on to props
I lag over my speedy youth
And the musing stops
In my aging hands
Griping a fading fabric
I discard silken strands
Seema Aarella
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jaded-haikus/
