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Late Night Poetry (English is cool, right ? #05)

Late Night Poetry (English is cool, right ? #05)

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Verfasst von - 22. Dezember 2017 in english poetry


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English is cool, right ? #04

Simply impossible!

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Verfasst von - 10. Dezember 2017 in english poetry


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As the night is descending

And I feel its gentle touch

Embrace me

Once more

I want to run

And fade into

The tender nothingness

Of the darkness.

I want to whisper

My poetry to the wind,

Lose my consistency

And fall apart,

To merge with everything

I have never known

And leave nothing

But a fluent memory,

A shadow

Of a wandering soul.


Nevertheless I remain,

To face a new reddening

Of the horizon.

The only witness

Of my inner dematerialization,

The only ocean

I drown myself in

Every night,

Is the black ink

That drops down

From my feather

Onto the fragile innocence

And fading pureness

Of white paper.


Sophie Aduial


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Made of ink,

Born from an ocean,


Are falling


To the ground,

Covered in sheets

Of white paper.


Each sheet

Catches a different drop,



That are yet


Too fragile

To drown you,


Too solid

To be forgotten,


Waves that are

Not strong enough

To reach the shore.


So the sheets

Keep dancing like leaves

In the wind,

Waiting for the rain

To come.


Copyright Sophie Aduial 2017

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Verfasst von - 5. Oktober 2017 in english poetry, Literatur


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English is cool, right ? #03

Do you know him ? She is quite a peculiar individual.

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Verfasst von - 7. August 2017 in english poetry, Literatur


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An encounter

Hello life,

My old friend,

How have you been without me?

I’m terribly sorry for my absence,

But you know,

You are quite complicated

When you’re having a bad time.

From now on,

I’ll try to keep up with you,

But considering your uncertainty,

I cannot promise

Not to lose sight of you again.


I have to go now,

I’m quite busy making up

For some missed experiences.


Copyright Sophie Aduial 2017

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Verfasst von - 17. Juli 2017 in english poetry, Literatur


Ages of the sun

Ages of the sun

While watching the sunset lately, I suddenly started thinking about the inseperable link between the sun and human life, not only in a scientific way, but also in a spiritual and transcendent way. This was the result.




A red shade

Is wandering through the sky,

A time traveller

Telling tales and legends

Of ages that have passed by.

A book written

In all languages and letters,

That has seen worlds

Rise and fall,

Each one forming a different chapter,


Of customs and beliefs.

A guide through human history,

That is slowly fading

Towards a different evening,

Witnessing a new chapter

Of human diversity.


Copyright Sophie Aduial 2017


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