Nights once brought such pleasant dreams But the sweet memories no longer exist As persistent nightmares continue to insist Those dreamy-nights never belonged to me. Searching for meaning of this dubious feeling I surmise it emanates from spurious instincts Residing where he once held my throne Refusing to depart from the abandoned zone. In that desolate zone I don't linger any more Where maddening vibes squandered my love. My tears file a protest when eyes wish to cry Having fallen in vain like the petals gone dry. Petals that once brought me ardent fragrance Now claim flowers never perfumed my garden. Winds that blow from forest of barren trees Warn me, having blown away pristine leaves. Like a drifter I roam searching for answers But only questions surround the path I'm on. What right do I have of owning my dreams Having relinquished title to fond memories? May 2, 2018 Placed first in standard contest #135 by Brian Strand