Anne Winter Poet Rhyme

Stardust

Stardust fading into the moonlight on an autumnal evening,
One lonely night and all the bad memories cling, 
I fell in love and we weren't even something,
Whilst I was nothing, you became my everything. 

A curse to be a dreamer, being everything and nothing,
Love for a lost cause is poison and that's the thing,
The day I let you go, I realised I took a rose for a ring,
Oh it dawned upon me that we weren't even a thing. 

Your eyes tied me to your chest,
Where my broken heart could rest,
Us dancing a tango around the mooncrest,
I only ever loved once, goodbye, my best. 

I will never let you go from my heart, for you are the heart,
Rejuvenation from flaming endings will make mess of every start,
Pieces of you I try to find in every piece of art,
From my silly love feelings you will never be apart.

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John Loving Iii December 16, 2025 at 12:33 PM I use to write about love. Now I write about beauty. At times I wonder Did I ever have it. Coming to find it mostly ends in tragedy.

CayCay Godwin November 24, 2025 at 5:51 PM Oh the poems pain inspires. Poets bleed emotion onto paper, and all the world is emotionally wiser with the spilling. We tell others what they feel and cannot articulate. While I'm sure he isn't who you think but who you imagine, I do believe thru him the world has been gifted with your talent. Great Poem, Sweet Anne.

sara Etgen-Baker October 24, 2025 at 5:03 PM a lyrical poem filled with heartfelt feelings and twinges of sadness. I especially liked: A curse to be a dreamer, being everything and nothing, Love for a lost cause is poison and that's the thing, Well penned Anne Winter November 14, 2025 at 6:04 PM Thank you so much, I appreciate you :)

Frederic Parker October 24, 2025 at 11:51 AM The pain from too much sorrow can be a heavy cloak to wear, dear poet. a really nice read Anne Winter November 14, 2025 at 6:03 PM Thank you so much for understanding :)

Brandy Nicole October 21, 2025 at 7:24 PM ' A curse to be a dreamer, being everything and nothing. ' This thought reminds me something an Indian friend of mine once said. I'll never forget his wisdom. In love, but not getting those exact feelings in return, is painful indeed. Your thoughts touch my heart. Being able to feel the emotions of others is a blessing and a curse. I know this too well. My best to you, Anne. Hugs, Brandy Anne Winter November 14, 2025 at 6:03 PM Dearest Brandy, feeling too much is intense and all consuming indeed. But that's what makes us human beings. Right? I hope it's all worth it. Love, Anne

Paige Hind October 21, 2025 at 11:33 AM This is a sweet poem. Love is so many ways and things. Beautiful, Anne Anne Winter November 14, 2025 at 6:01 PM Thank you so much :)

Daniel Henry Rodgers October 21, 2025 at 9:44 AM Dear Anne, That feeling of being “nothing” while someone else becomes your everything? Oof. You captured that so clearly and not just heartbreak, but the kind that never really had a name to begin with. So lyrical and real. Autumn Blessings, Dear Anne, Daniel Anne Winter November 14, 2025 at 6:00 PM Dearest Daniel, thank you so much :)

Anne-Lise Andresen October 21, 2025 at 5:23 AM - A beautiful and sensitive poem, Anne :) - hugs Anne Winter November 14, 2025 at 6:00 PM Thank you so much :)

Gordon Mcconnell October 21, 2025 at 4:34 AM Great penning Anne with lovely rhyme and flow with great imagery too.this is so delicately romantic with great expression too. Have a great day,Gordon Anne Winter November 14, 2025 at 5:59 PM Thank you so much, I appreciate it!