Eye Rɛin Vərsəz

Because I have stories to tell

[yrsadaleyward-blog]

[habibanasr]

When it’s over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower.

stuff that took me a while to understand #3 (via thatkindofwoman)

#church

(via billybadass24)

[heartteyez]

Iraqi man cries bitterly at the British Museum when he sees his country’s cultural heritage on display.

[eyerainverses]

When you're happy to hear them say 'you make me so angry' and they're happy to say 'it is fine, you can get mad at me any time'.

- Progress, Eyerainverses

[eyerainverses]

Silk kimono over lace negligé, ripped jeans and jungle red nails, out of bed bun and bare feet, ankle bracelet hanging on the right side, hot ginger water placed on a high stool right before me and just me howling my soul into that open mic.

Mood

[eyerainverses]

I don’t want to teach myself to not need you, but you're leaving me no choice.

Eyerainverses

[eyerainverses]

I feel longing on your skin.

Eyerainverses

[eyerainverses]

I want to hold you. Tightly, almost as if pressing my body into yours.

Eyerainverses

[eyerainverses]

Eye Rɛin Vərsəz turned 4 today!

Can’t believe it’s been four years alone, honestly felt longer but yays happy birthday to you beloved blog - here’s to more!

[wordsthat-speak]

there is two types of tired, I suppose one is a dire need of sleep the other is a dire need of peace.

Mandeq Ahmed (via soulsscrawl)

[eyerainverses]

You spend time and energy trying to find people or things to make you happy. But are you happy with you? Are you making you happy?

Eyerainverses

[fuckyouverymuch]

We think the warmer weather fits us quite well. 

[theijeoma-deactivated20180827]

No one “lets you” tell your story, you tell it with no apology. So, when all they want to see is war torn stories and poverty. I want to write about the first boy you kissed in Lagos. I want to write about how you replace “darling” with “Nkem” or “Ife mi.” I want to write about streets that closed up so your Yoruba neighbors would dance and celebrate the first birthday of their daughter. I want to write about naming ceremonies you witnessed from the third floor of your flat, the flat you swept and scrubbed every Saturday before watching cartoon for two hours. You want an audience that does not need you to prove you lived a life full of beautiful memories sometimes, that you lived in a part of Nigeria and still never visited a zoo unless it was watching the television and wanting to visit a safari! This is who you are, you are no less an African because you do not appeal to some stereotype. So, when they ask you why your love poems have Igbo names or Yoruba names, like you should explain that Africans do fall in love? Decide to own your narrative and be unapologetic about it. There is nothing to prove. Remember that.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo (via theijeoma)

[eyerainverses]

Even when we are away, poetry keeps on happening; it always does, and it never stops. In the drafts, in the memos.

Eyerainverses

[eyerainverses]

If you need mind altering substances to access your art, it is not art.

Eyerainverses

[eyerainverses]

Words form in my head, they tickle my tongue and tease my fingertips, begging me to set them free. A story offers itself to me, it unfolds in my mind and I simply cannot untell it. Writing then becomes a responsibility, an indispensable and irrefutable choice.

Truth About Writing, Eyeraiverses

[eyerainverses]

What you see in black on white background, that is editing, never writing. By the time words touch that paper, by the time they enter that screen, poetry has already happened. In the heart, in the mind.

Eyerainverses