This is the Official Site of “Author of Pain” – the Twitter sensation that sent smiles to everyone’s hearts … and cause a ReTweet phenomenon happen, with just some Love, Words, and a Poem. Watch the development, watch the evolution of a great writer coming to life before your eyes. Read the poems, who knows what else we will make happen here. Thank you for peeking in! It’s an idea in your head, and a PLAN the second you write it down… ~ Mike
The other boys always laughed at me, The kid that always sits at the back of the class. The one with his head down, to conceal his lost frown. The one whose confusion led to All the students intrusion. I was that kid. My tears was the other boys fun, they most enjoyed teasing me of my attire. As they ridiculed me and called me names, I hid my face in great shame. The bruises on my skin were not punishments for my own skins, but they were cruelty for my differences, and the consequences of my existence. I was that kid. I couldn’t concentrate on my studies as it was me vs the rest, because I knew what They’d do when they found me in the hall. The teachers says I obviously didn’t try. But they don’t know I break down and cry when I’m alone. I did put in effort, I did my part; maybe I was not just smart. Then came the pressure from family, who were so clearly disappointed that my grades were bad. I was punished, And picked on for the rest of the year, because I gave up on my future. The worst part was not that I was a disappointment. It was the permanent, Never ending embarrassment of always failing, of never being good enough. I was left alone, no one cared about me. Why remain in a world that cares not for me? So i began to think, Then i decided to give up on life itself and Leave this cruel world and its cruelty But i guess i was a disappointment to even death itself, As it also rejected, So now I’m stuck in a world, Where i can never be good enough, Where i am nothing but a disappointment. I am that kid.
If you need someone to talk to or you need advice, then talk to God cause he’s the only one that listens even when you think he isn’t.
Dear life, I have always quetched about me being strong, I would always ignore your despairs and count my blessings, I had said to myself, Life is tough but I am tougher, Now I don’t know who is tougher. I have never hated you like I do right now, Cause all you ever do is make me cry. Whenever I pass by, People always say; “there goes the one who lost his virginity at birth, For life had started fucking him up at birth” Dear life I know you don’t want me around anymore, You might have won again, But this is not the end. You may see my cry, But you won’t see me fall, You can throw all you got at me, But you’ll never see me fall. Even though you keep on winning, You’ll never see me fall.
Dear God, Hi it’s me. I know I’ve been far from you my whole life, I’ve never needed you like I do right now, For my whole life is crushing down and, The heart beat in my chest feels weak, But I don’t wanna die yet, I just wanna find my peace. Cause all that surrounds me are traumas, Life won again.
Have you ever been surrounded by people who loves you so much but yet you still feel so lonely. It’s true that you can feel the most alone in crowds of people, who is surrounding you is more important than how many. Yes, but you can still be with a few circle who mean the world to you, loves you and shows you care that has no limit but still yet you feel so lonely like you ain’t got no one. The thing about loneliness, depression, anxiety is that once it’s in you it hardly ever leaves. Once you feel you’re depressed or lonely it’s normal instinct for you to get close to people you love, people who loves you a lot and it’s the time you start to wear the biggest smile. For a second you might feel it’s working, you might think intimacy really is the solution to it all. But when the time comes, and these demons of ours comes back at us, it breaks us so bad and then we realize it never was the solution. It’s funny how the people who we see with the biggest smiles on their faces are the ones battling with the darkest of demons. What then is the true solution to depressions, anxiety and loneliness? Some opt in to talking to God, some addiction to drugs, alcohols, some therapy and many more. So back to the question, what then is the cure? Seeing the smile I put on people’s faces, seeing people battling with these demons read my works and then feel a little happy, feel that someone out there truly understands how they feel, seeing someone drops an honest comment of how a piece of mine helped him battle his demons, those are the ways I battle with these demons, but it’s a never ending battle for these demons never truly die. We just have to keep standing strong, wearing the biggest smiles we can, and keep doing whatever is working for us, for we all have different ways of fighting this demons, as long as these ways doesn’t add to our hurt. Suicide should never be an option for suicide doesn’t take away your pains, instead it passes your pains to your loved ones. Keep fighting and never give up……………..
Wish I could be 12 again Cause back then there were no pains The only pains I felt Were the bruises from playing in the field, And the pains from losing a game. But now the bruises from the field don’t hurt me no more. But depressions and anxiety They hurt me so bad.
Wish I could be 12 again Cause back then the only person I loved was myself So no one could hurt me so bad But now each day, A different hurt from a different person anew, When I was 12 The only problem I had Was how to get my uniforms clean for school But now I face the problem Of having to live with anxiety, And dealing with depressions.
If I can be 12 again, I’m gonna live the moment to the fullest, Cause those were the last days, Where I was happy but I wasn’t acting Those were the days where I used to smile, Those were the days where anxiety and depressions Were only words to me.
its World Poetry Day today. And as a way of celebrating this, I’ll be posting some of my old works. I hope y’all enjoy them. Do well to like, comment and subscribe. Find any one you like???? Do we’ll to share and post as well.
Do you know who you are? When you look at life and you talk about yours, do you feel proud? Are you leaving a mark or scared to make a bad impression? So you just go hide in the dark Living and playing a part, knowing regret will come back tomorrow. That’s what it does, ain’t it? Don’t know what we’re chasing, But we all do it, just a part of life, I guess we’re all foolish, Running after what we think will make us happy ’til it falls through. And then we find out later it ain’t what we wanted So we give up on it, then we pile the garbage And we watch it grow and find a drug and numb it, Til we hit the point that we can barely function.
We all got a choice to make. We could either carry the past on our shoulders or start over. But if you decide to go for the former, then you won’t be able to make much progress as when you decide to go with the latter. Carrying the past on your shoulders would always weigh you down, either good or bad. If its good, celebrate it and look for ways to be better, because if you feel your past is good and you hold onto it, not wanting to let go of it and start again, then you’ll always be at the same spot and there won’t be any progress in your life. And if its bad, see it as a lesson to learn from and start over avoiding the mistakes you made the previous time. The weight of the past is something that no one can carry on his shoulders especially when its a bad one. The thing about grief is that, you find a way to go over it, move past it, step over it, but that emptiness, it doesn’t ever goes away. So we all just have to find a way to start over, hit that reset button and go at it again. Remember the choice is yours, carry the past on your shoulders or start over, choose wisely.
Smiling is infectious, You catch it like the flu, When someone smiled at us today, We started smiling too. We passed around the corner and someone saw our grin, When he smiled, We realized we’d passed it on to him. We thought about that smile Then we realized it’s worth.
A single smile just like ours, Could travel round the earth, So if you feel a smile begin, Don’t leave it undetected, Let’s start an epidemic quick, And get the world infected.
Remember folks, The best form of love and kindness, You can give to one another, Is just a simple smile. Cause it takes just a single smile, To make a dark day, Seem bright.
You can’t change your friends, but you can change your friends. Yeah, that ain’t no mistake, you read it right. We all have friends, be it a lot or just few. Some we’re proud of, while some we not proud of. So if you got friends that you’re not proud of, or their behaviours and you’ve tried but failed to see that they change, it’s best you bring that friendship to an end and not try to force things to work well because an unhealthy friendship is unhealthy for you. So know that you can’t always change your friends, but you can change your friends. Still confusing???? Drop your questions in the comment section and ill reply you as soon as possible.
I can’t promise to love you forever. But on some special days like this, the love I have for you can’t be described with mere words even from the greatest of poets. I’m proud of the person you’re gradually becoming against all odds. Last year you were in a bad state, wouldn’t say you’re out of it now, but you don’t feel like you can’t be. You deal with so many silent battles but yet you find a way to make sure those around you are always happy even if you’re not. You’re phenomenal and I know it. It’s said that everything that breaks you down, could also build your character and to you even losses are victories, that’s just Phenomenal. You were made for more, you were made for greatness, I could tell that the minute I first saw you. The journey of your life might feel like a rough one, but still is an easy one cause you got families and friends who loves you a lot. The path to greatness is never an easy one, yours is one to be remembered for generations to come.
You all ever got this feeling, Like you think you know it all, And then out of the blues, In just one moment, That special moment, You realized that you’ve been wrong all along. I had always thought, That I’m the Author of pain, Cause I’ve always been a victim of this pain, When asked, why choose Author of pain, I always said; I didn’t choose the name, It choose me. Maybe I’m always comfortable being sad, Maybe no matter how hard I tried, I’ll always be a victim of this pain. Everything’s gonna be fine My therapist always said, But nothing ever seem fine with me.
This made me lock the door of happiness, I destroyed the door of love, I choose solitude over intimacy, I traded my joy for my protection, Because all intimacy ever brought to me, Was nothing but more pains, Or so I thought?
But in that one moment, When I opened the door of happiness and love, When I picked intimacy over solitude, Then in that moment, I saw things for what they actually were, I’m Author of pain not because, I am addicted to pains, Nor was I a victim of these pains, I am Author of pain, Not because I was comfortable being sad, But because I was a master of it, I could turn your pains into happiness, I can show you millions a reason, Why the pains you might be going through is not the end of you, With my words, I could heal you of all your pains, With my poetry, I can turn your pains, To your mental Notes.
But love, that word, In a city where love goes by the name of every street, Every house, every apartment, Of every room, of every bed. Of all the dreams, Of everything forgotten, Of every memory. My love, I don’t love you because of me, or you, or both of us. I don’t love you because the blood calls me to love you. I love you because you’re not mine. Because you’re on the other side.
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Every human being on earth irrespective of whatever country or continent he/she is located at has rights, duties, liabilities, and privileges which are provided for in the laws of that country. As such Nigerians are also entitled to such rights and privileges which are backed up in the laws that exist in Nigeria. The rights of every Nigerian citizen can be found in Chapter IV of the 1999 Constitution of the Federal Republic of Nigeria, and they are known as Fundamental Rights. This article will list and explain the rights to enlighten everyone on his/her rights.
Right To Life.
Every person has a right to life, and no one shall be deprived intentionally of his life. This is the most important right of every Nigerian citizen. Although, a person shall not be regarded as having been deprived of his life in contravention of this section, if he dies as a result of the use, to such extent and in such circumstances as are permitted by law, of such force as is reasonably necessary – (a) for the defence of any person from unlawful violence or for the defence of property: (b) to effect a lawful arrest or to prevent the escape of a person lawfully detained; or (c) for the purpose of suppressing a riot, insurrection or mutiny.
Right To Dignity.
Every individual is entitled to respect for the dignity of his person, and accordingly. What this right means is that every Nigerian citizen has a right to not be subjected to torture or forced labour. Although, forced labour does not include; (a) A labour required as a result of a court sentence (b) A labour required by the armed forces, police forces. (c) A labour that is part of a communal obligation of the well being of the community.
Right To Personal Liberty.
Every person shall be entitled to his personal liberty and nobody shall be deprived of it. But when a person is detained in lawful custody, he or she has the following rights; (a) Right to remain silent and not answer any questions at all until his lawyer is present. (b) Right to be told in written format, the reason for his arrest. (c). Right to not be kept awaiting trial in detention for a time longer than the maximum time for imprisonment for the offence he committed.
Right To Fair Hearing.
This right ensures that in the determination of an individual’s civil rights and obligations a person shall be entitled to a fair hearing by the court. This right ensures that; (a) Presumption of innocence. (b). Right to a lawyer of his choice. (c) Right to an interpreter if he/she does not understand the language used at the tribunal. (d). Right to adequate time and facilities for his/her defence.
Right To Privacy.
Every person shall be entitled to assembly privately and associate with other persons. The constitution does not explain in detail how this is protected exactly. Although from reading the provision, we could discover three elements which are the privacy of the individual, privacy of his/her home, the privacy of conversation and communication.
Right To Freedom Of Movement.
Every person is entitled to move freely throughout Nigeria and reside anywhere in the country. Also, no citizen shall be denied entry or expelled from the country.
Right To Freedom Of Thought, Conscience And Religion.
This right ensures that every citizen has the right to change his religion or belief freely. This right does not entitle any person to form or take part in the activity of a secret society.
Right To Own A Property.
Subject to the provisions of this Constitution, every citizen of Nigeria shall have the right to acquire and own immovable property anywhere in Nigeria.
Right To Freedom From Discrimination.
This right ensures that no Nigerian citizen is to be subjected to any disabilities or restrictions based on the fact that he or she is a member of a community, ethnic group or place of origin.
AUTHOR: MUHAMMAD ABDULGAFAR
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I just want to run away, To a place that feels safe, A place where my past can’t hunt me, To a place where I’d be free from all this traumas.
The heartbeat in my chest is starting to feel weak, I can feel it fading away, And the only cure for this Is finding that place, Where the bad days doesn’t come as often As this, Where I don’t have to be afraid of my thoughts, A place where I can be free.
Just be yourself, everyone says But just being myself, Has brought me nothing, But depressed mornings, lonely afternoons and sad nights. This might be the last words of my weak heart, For the heartbeat in my chest feels weakest tonight, So weak, it can’t live to see, Yet another day.
Madams! close your eyes! Pick your axe! and let us prey on those Adams:
Who forcefully took off our clothes, tasted our honeypots, denied us of our crimson joy and leave us to shrink in the cold blood of despair.
Madams!! close your eyes! and let’s fill this cup, with the blood of those herdsmen: who made us battle with loneliness in the warmth of our bed Who suddenly turns our children into overnight Abíkú and Sees massacre as a panacea to replacing their cattle. Madams!!close your eyes! and let’s prey on those Adams; Who pushed our sisters into the icy hands of death Who uses their physical strength as an instrument of oppression on and uses the Holy book to back up their claims.
Madams!!close your eyes! and let’s prey on those Adams: Who made us fall into the ditch of love and intimacy. Met us as singles and ran like Usain Bolt after making us double. Madams!!close your eyes! and let’s prey on those Adams: Who walked us to the aisle and loved us to the moon, when we still had the hour glass shape. But, now dread our present presence, Because, we are now as big as an elephant. Madams!!close your eyes! Pick your axe! and let’s fill this cup with the blood of those Adams: Who we stayed and suffered with, during their ugly and bitterleaf times and took another Madam in, during their beautiful and honey times. Madams!! Close your eyes, I know we have sinned, But, God forgives sinners. Just pray to him to allow those Adams whose, lives we have preyed on, Now rest in perfect peace
DEDICATED TO ALL THE WIDOWS, ORPHAN GIRLS AND RAPE VICTIMS.
ABIKU
Abiku refers to the spirits of children who die before reaching puberty; a child who dies before twelve years of age being called an Abiku, and the spirit, or spirits, who caused the death being also called Abiku.
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