The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts
-Marcus Aurelius
Greetings my celebrated reader,
I present you some gallons of pain, litres of hope, clinks of cheers that keep bouncing at the back of my mind, glasses that went down in vain-all wild shots of life.
This is my second poetry book, I would be more than just glad if you give some time to the first one too. Your presence is always appreciated! I hope you enjoy:)
May I build a kingdom where you find solace.
Thank you for stopping by, looking forwards to our poetic journey.
Stay true,
ECE ©
17 August 2019
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PoetryFree my soul so I can fulfil my vows, let me fly so I can explore the sky, let me paint so I can express my pain, set me loose and trust me, i'll come back to you.
