Ejvlana S.

#BohemianEmpress🔱🔯👑 Writer 📝📚 Feminist💪❤

[ejvlanaevi]

Prayer for the ladies in pain 🙏

The girl me and my best friend saw that day was in total pain. She was crying her eyes out as she was walking. Her eyes were so full with salted water I am not even sure how she could see the street. As we went on opposite directions with her , me and my best friend turned each other and at the exact same moment said "I". Yes, we've both been there. Yes, we've both done that. We've walked around with red faces , eyeliner running down , hands shaking , choking on our own breath. All because of love. All because the ones we loved. Love comes in all of the most uncertain stories. The pain of that stranger made my heart ache. I felt it, that heartbreak. I know that too damn well , I know how it even tastes like. And made me think. So , this goes to that aching lady, to my best friends, to each and every girl that feels her heart shattering under the pain, to the ones who feel alone , unloved or undeserving, to the ones who still fight, to the ones who still wait. You're in my prayers tonight. May we feel loved with the ones we love. May God watch over our love. May God take care of our heart . May we take care of our hearts! May we be kind to ourselves !

- Ejvlana S.

[ejvlanaevi]

You keep giving oceans of love ,hoping to at least get seas in return . But you keep receiving half empty buckets. And you know what's the worst part of this all? You start believing that's all you actually deserve.

Ejvlana S.

[ejvlanaevi]

Somewhere, sometime Warsan Shire wrote : "To my daughter I will say, when men come, set yourself on fire". Here's what I'll add to my daughter : When men come , set yourself on fire. Let it burn your flesh and then jump, jump in the river and that pleasure , that exact excitement of water refreshing the burns of your body, that's what passion feels like. Don't drown. Don't be afraid to feel it. Let the river transport you. And trust me on this, the ocean is always beautiful. You just have to see it.

Ejvlana S.

[ejvlanaevi]

She wears this unpredictable kind of sadness in her mouth I can almost taste it even if I don’t kiss her. She takes my palms. Violently. She reads. Something. WhatAreYouReading?WhatAreYouReading?WhatAreYouReading? trolls my existence. She looks at me and smiles with the right side of the lip. She stares at where my heart is supossed to be. I frighten. I tremble. Don’t be scared she whispers. And then muttering may your daughters have your heart. My daughters? I don’t have any. No, but you want one, you desire one so eagerly, you’re afraid the world’s gonna take her away from you so you act like you don’t want none. I know. I’m scared. I’m scared. I’m scared. My daughter , come.

Ejvlana S. |Letters to my unborn daughter|

[ejvlanaevi]

Worth

Father dear , Let me inherit the land you step on. Father dear , Teach me how to kiss goodbye to the pains. Father dear , Teach me how to shoot the men who don't deserve me. Father dear , Let the sun by my guidance and the sky be my road. Father dear , Lately I understood that I am more. Father dear , Let me be more Ejvlana S.

[ejvlanaevi]

The redhead

So I ran Until the atlas in my hands showed nothing And it didn’t hurt anymore The bones of my body didn’t feel like having a war anymore The cravings of my hands were gone My mouth didn’t taste like denial anymore And my feet didn’t feel like roots digging deeper somewhere I didn’t want to stay My red hair still smellt like fire For the ember in me would never be off I could warm the soul of sweet beings I could set the cruel in fires no water could endure EjvlanaS