New York_dreamer

United States

who, me? i'm just your average wild dreamer
"the more chaos reveals himself, the better my pen flows across my paper"
"love is love; sort of indescribable... you'll know it when you feel it"

leo
novella author
hopeless romantic
singer

Message from Writer

“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” -Martin Luther King Jr.
“And I knew exactly what to do. But in a much more real sense, I had no idea what to do.” – Michael Scott
“There’s a lot of beauty in ordinary things. Isn’t that kind of the point?” – Pam Beesley

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New York_dreamer (United States) published:

and when i gaze above, the stars spill their tears on the cold, dry earth

PROMPT: Star Wish

the stars cry to me
they whimper of the past
beautiful clusters
of blood and ash

the skies pour on me
they cannot soak the ground
tumbling breezes
carrying the dead

planets sing to me
they offer a new home
watchful beginnings
too far from my reach

"tell me, my friends, how to save you."

i cry to the stars
i watch as they fly fast
wonderful wishes
of fresh air to breathe

i pour on the skies
i let...

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New York_dreamer (United States) liked the altar where your flowers died by Anne Blackwood (United States)

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New York_dreamer (United States) liked Will the Fantasy League Continue? by WtW's Fantasy League (United States)

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New York_dreamer (United States) liked philosophy pt 1 by New York_dreamer (United States)

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New York_dreamer (United States) published:

philosophy pt 1

FREE WRITING

hearts are like rocks with crystals inside.

break them, and something beautiful will be discovered.

4 months ago

New York_dreamer (United States) liked girl among the stars #IAmContest by mia_:) (United States)

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New York_dreamer (United States) liked Typing my feelings on keyboard by Samina (India)

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New York_dreamer (United States) liked Khajuraho| #ekphrasis[2] |#proud by Tushar Mandhan (India)

4 months ago

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New York_dreamer (United States) published:

father always told me how bright the moon really was #MySentenceStarter

FREE WRITING

i stared at him, foam pouring from his mouth and ears, a growl stirring in his throat. his eyes were wild and searching, wondering which shadow i had tried to disappear into. i felt as my heart decided to pick up its pace, and my lungs urged to collapse with every staggering breath. clouds stained red tried their best to block my vision as he stepped closer to my hiding place. "little girl, little girl, where are you? please, do...

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