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
Until now, I’ve been searching For the thing that’ll stop my crying For someone who’ll erase my fears and tears. When I least expected it, I found the person So now, it’s time to take off my mask And show the real me to everyone. But before I do, I have one question for you Can you handle the real me?
So it all started after I decided to sleep last night, I was closing my eyes and anticipated for sleep to come, but the cold was damn too much and it prevented my body from feeling the warmth of my bed, so I couldnt sleep….
I picked up my phone and called Amanda, who was our next door neighbor, she said she couldn’t sleep too because of the cold. We both decided that I should come over so we’ll sleep together, that way the cold would be less. Amanda was fair, short in height and had a very sweet voice.We slept together in each other’s embrace but the cold was still very much, so we both got undressed and wet under a blanket in each other’s embrace. That feeling was the best feeling I’ve ever felt. The soft touch of her skin on mine was what made me happier. When I woke up the next morning, I looked at her in the face and tried to kiss her in her lips but ended up kissing the pillow. That was when I woke up again and realized everything was a dream, I never called any Amanda at night and there was no neighbor of ours that bears the name Amanda. In fact the closest Amanda I know stays in Lagos which is far from where i am.
While I was thinking about everything ,I realized how bad the cold had dealt with me. But as I remembered the feeling of Amanda’s skin on mine, the harsh feeling of the cold melted away so fast. Tho it was a dream, it felt so real and I desire Amanda to the brim.
CHAPTER TWO
It was dawn already and I decided to have cereal for breakfast around 08:45am, while gulping each spoon, a clear view of last night’s mystery flashed, the thought of her kept giving me goosebumps and while trying to do a comparison of her with the Amanda I know, I realized that the Amanda in my dream had very little set of boobs and she was quite short, but the one In reality who is my friend at Lagos has a east west huge set of boobs and was a very tall girl. I ended up concluding that last nights dream wasn’t about my friend Amanda, and I wasn’t in any way missing her thou. “Maybe it’s just another random dream, maybe it’s because of the harsh cold last night” I said to myself but deep down i knew it was an unusual dream.
After my breakfast, I decided to go visit Mike since it was a Saturday, Mike is a very close friend of mine and he was the only one I could talk to about anything,no matter how naughty it might be. On getting to Mike’s house, I noticed his main entrance door was opened so I let myself in. It seemed like no one was around so I went straight to his room to check on him, as I was about to knock on the door, I heard voices coming from the room so I decided to peep through the keyhole. Mike was with only shorts coming out of the shower, and a lady who was covered with a mini towel followed him out from the lavatory . They both sat at the bed side and the lady brought out a lotion from one of the bedside drawers. She applied some of the lotion on her palm and started rubbing it on her boobs slowly, she poured some lotion on his palm and he also rubbed It on her boobs without hesitation and caressing all her body parts. As she leaned against the pillow and spread opened her legs.I knew what was about to happen so I stopped looking through the key hole and decided to go wait for him at the parlor, I laughed quietly in disbelief, wondering how such a bad nigga Mike was.
I sat down in the parlor covering my laps with one of the pillows while operating my phone, about 30mins later, the unknown girl came out of the room.She greeted me and went out. “Hey bro”, I heard from one side,” how long have you been here?”, Mike was asking me with suprise in his eyes, like a thief who has been caught, he definitely knew I caught him, he saw me sitted alone in the parlor and had no idea I was coming to visit. “I’ve been here long ago to have known that you still haven’t changed from your old ways, another girl today?” I replied and then he smiled. He knew I would have heard the moaning of the lady from the room and obviously had no idea I was in the house. We talked about my dream and played games till we both got tired, then I decided to leave for my house.
On getting home I discovered that some people were packing into the house directly opposite ours, the house had been empty for a while now, “guess there are new occupants now”, I thought. As I was passing by and about opening the main gate to my house, I heard a voice from behind. “Hey, are you living in that house” ,a lady said as she pointed towards me from afar. As I turned back and saw the lady, I became totally speechless, I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Why are you not replying?”, she asked repeatedly, but i still remained speechless. She kept on with what she was saying and I just kept starring without uttering a word, then she said, “anyways I’m living here now with my parents guess we are now neighbours”. She brought her hand forward to shake me while introducing herself, “my name is…………. Aaa-amanda… I interrupted before she could complete it, with great shock In her face she replied yes but how did you know. We’ve never met before. There was still shock in my face because she matched the same Amanda I saw in my dream, that’s why I said her name while she was introducing herself and she was really Amanda!!!. She looked exactly like the one I saw in my dreams. “How is this possible”, I asked myself . Unbelievable! !!!!!!
CHAPTER THREE
“Ok, this is beginning to get scary” Amanda said in a staggard manner.”I don’t have an idea on who you are ,and we’ve definitely never met before until now because i just got to town recently, how then are you able to know my name?”, she asked. I was at a loss for words, I didn’t even know how to construct a lie , I know she won’t believe me if I had to tell her about the dream. I was deep in thought when it occurred to me she needed an answer from me, and the look she gave says it all. Amanda snapped her fingers at me then said”are you thinking about how to construct a lie uhn”, i knew at that moment i had to tell her the awkward truth”Oh am sorry for being mute, I was just shocked” ,i said. “My name is Abdul, and before I say anything about how I knew your name, I’d appreciate if you don’t see me as a pervert and I’d also like to ask you a question thou “. “Well your respond would make me know whether you are a pervert or not and what’s your question? ,I don’t have forever here she said in a haste. “Do you believe in dreams?” I asked, “dreams lol are you kidding me, are you like wasting my time or something”she replied “No am not, could you reply at least” I said “Ok well, dreams are dreams , nobody believes in dreams, they are just our imaginations when we are asleep. That’s the only difference between imagination and dreaming, one is while we are awake while the later is while we are sleeping, asides that, they are the same”. She said confidently and then added, but why did you ask that. “What I’m about to say may sound weird to You” i said “but but it’s the truth, I.. I…. I…. I saw you in my dream last night, thats where i knew your name. Immediately she laughed so hard and then said, “that’s a nice joke thou but seriously how did you know my name” she still asked. I narrated a bit of the dream to her and yes including the naked part, Amanda I’m not a pervee……. Before I could finish the statement she landed me a slap on my cheeks and said “I don’t know how you knew my name but if you think I’m one of those girls that’ll fall for that silly lie of yours, then you’re totally wrong, you saw me in your erotic dream? Seriously, is that the best you can say”. She left and went inside her house. Immediately, I ran back to mike’s house and narrated everything to him. He was just as shocked as I was, the only words he could say was are you sure about all you just said? If I’m not sure, you know I wouldn’t be here. After thinking for a while, Mike said Ok, since you said you saw her naked in your dream, is there any feature on her body that you can tell her about to see if she really has it or is there anything about her from your dream that you can say to her that’ll make her believe you? Wait a minute, that’s true i said with a smile on my face, you know that’s why i tell you everything, you always come up with the best idea. If she’s really the one i saw in my dreams then she has a Mark under her right boob . “A Mark, like a birth mark?” Mike asked? No i think it was causes by an injury or so, cause it doesn’t looks like a birth mark. We’ll find out about that tomorrow, it’s getting late now, I better start leaving now, and I left his home. When I got home, I joyfully went straight to the kitchen and took my food to the dinning table to eat and then my mum came out to meet me, Abdulgafar my mum called out to my full name after seeing how happy i was, what’s making you this happy today, it’s been a while I saw you this happy. It’s nothing mum, I’m coming from mike’s house and I won him at the game we played that’s why in this happy. I’m your mother and you’re my son, this is not the first time you’re going to Mike house to play a game but today, the happiness on your face is…….. Priceless. What’s the girl’s name she said. I really cannot hide anything from you mum, I said with a smile on my face. I told her everything from the very start, my dream, but didn’t say it the way it exactly happened. She said since things to encourage me because she knows I dont have many female friends so she didn’t want me to lose this opportunity of having a female friend for the first time in a very long time. I hugged her and went to bed .
You are the heart of poetry and the heart of the sun,Your words quickly pierces into my heart ’cause you are one. Your words taught me to stick to self But Poetry made me feel like I’m someone else.Conflict in my soul,Your mastery of heart cares for all that is to unfold.You are indeed the queen of words,Your throne explicate the reason why God is jealous. God gave me life but poetry made me live.You gave me this and this made me real.You were the headphone I put on when Dad screams From “Just a teenager” to “Be Queens”Diarrhoea of the mouth, your words dropped like a floated ink Til’ the truth came out and you became a cute poetic fink You were the light at the end of the tunnel I always look at when sailing through poetic torrent.Reminiscence; been that kid at the sandpit other parent tell their kids not to play with.Black skin over dark skills,You brought light to the feels Truly and surely,”the pages of your book turn themselves to our stories”……………………………………………👑Queen of words by PRIME
“CYBER LOVE” BY PRIME (Downloaded-Love Syndrome) Humans are currently suffering from “Downloaded-Love Syndrome”The first symptom is you trying to ignore this write-up to reply someone’s opinion of you on your Dm as they pop up on your notification boxI’m not going to force, compel or dare you to read this to the end, I would only advice you to so you would know what we are up against. 75% of teenagers/youths reading this are unhappy with their lives. They are either seeking three things; love outside home, within themselves and among friends. Now do you know that your are subconsciously selling your sovereignty by checking up your phone before you get up from bed? Or Do you know that you are constantly frying your nervous system picking up your phone every single minute cause you are reacting to what everyone thinks of you? Oh you don’t know? Let me elucidate, We live in a twisted world where everything revolves around Love; You are either getting a boyfriend/girlfriend to substitute the love you didn’t get from home/childhood or maybe just for the fun of it; You read a lot to feed your mind because you love yourself or you care-less because you are scared of what you’ll become. You hate being different and that is why you sell your time doing everything to please your friends even at the cost of buying their friendship. It’s shocking to see that “love” in our generation is no longer felt but “downloaded”.Everyone wants to get the “Hey’s ” and “Hello’s ” “what’s up bro” “You are looking pretty today” “nice layout ” “cute dress “Everyone wants to wake up in the morning to “I love you ” text with an emoji that mask the true feelings. It broke my heart that a friend of mine died of the same cyber sickness called “Downloaded love syndrome”. His name was Jeremy and he committed suicide few months a ago. Jeremy basically had everything money could possibly buy, he was born with a silver spoon. He never felt real love from home, within himself and among friends. It was always awkward when the family gather at the dining table to eat. They were all down with their phones and no one cared looking up to have an eye to eye conversation with each other and this was Father, Mother and kids having a family meal. It was sad cause they did that the entire meal. Jeremy never had friends because he was socially awkward. He would “flex” his friends to feel loved but still he couldn’t feel it even after the captions on his hangout pics like “OGess” “secure the bag” “MMBM”. He started writing down his pain on his status and that was when I noticed there was a shift in his philosophy of life. 3rd week of September 2019, Jeremy shockingly took his life. I know you would say “Jeremy is a fool, why would he take his own life….. As for me, I can’t comman kill myself oo.. “True but what an Irony as we all are a “living Jeremy”. The difference was that Jeremy was weaker.Cyber love! Have you asked yourself the core reason for conflict among nations? I mean war springing up from a mere text and it being misunderstood or misinterpreted. Now I want you to reflect and caption this “If you “love” your country, you would protect it. If you hate or despise a race, you would destroy it. “Think deeply about Cyber love! What do I mean? Once love is being transferred digitally, it could get corrupted or abused If love is transferred electronically, hate could also be transferred electronically Downloaded-Love Syndrome is what majority are suffering from. It then becomes a major problem for you reading this when there is a shift in your emotions especially when your phone battery is dead or you don’t have any data to go online. You become uncomfortable talking to people face to face but more comfortable texting them. If you notice this symptoms, then there is a problem. We are gradually moving to an era where love is transferred, downloaded and received online. Have you noticed that your friends posts are always about how much love they are receiving and how much you are downloading? Expressions are becoming more shorter (that’s Why I’m not surprised about stickers). How would you boldly tell me that stickers summarises all what you have to say? Even if it does, what happens to “expressing more of you “? What happens to having a face to face conversation of 10-30mins without being awkward about it? Science tells us that you could really detect someone’s feelings when you meet with them physically not just receiving fake emojis they send to you on social media. More than wishing someone a “happy Birthday” on your status, I suggest you call them on phone to hear their voice or make our time to see them because we are gradually moving into an era where everything typed would just be on repetition. I believe you noticed you subconsciously repeat the same thing in your social media chats like “HBD”, “LLNP”, “MAD OH”, “LOML”This is 21st century! We are technically turning into “human robots”Please share real love not cyber love. Leave that phone alone and have a good chat with your siblings at the dining table. Don’t let your phone control or cover your real emotions. Pls share To Help the human Race Cyber love by @PRIME
Today, January 4th, 2019 makes it one year exactly that I started a journey. A journey of self discovery, a journey with a purpose, a journey which hasn’t been so smooth, but I keep on pushing because in my world, there’s no space for giving up. That journey is “Author Of Pain”. Today makes it one year exactly that I started this writing career, I could remember when I wrote my first poem, it was at about 12:30pm this same day last year, time really flies alot. I want to thank Almighty Allah for giving me the opportunity of being able to express my feelings, thoughts, anger and other emotions in words as poems and stories. I also thank Almighty Allah for giving me the ability of helping some people who are going through Pains and depression, I started writing so I could be able to help those going through pains and depression with my words and it was a thing of joy when I saw people commenting and Sending messages to me that my poems are helping in ways even much greater than what I set out to do both within and outside Nigeria. I want to also thank my entire family for their love, care, support and prayers. I also want to thank my Fans, those that always comments on my poems, encourage me to keep on writing, gives me opinions on how to improve. I wish to write out your names all, but I won’t be able to because I might not write some people’s names due to how much you guys are, but I just want to say a very big thank you to you all and those that followed and Suscribed at my site. I want to say a very big thank you to Micheal Anastasio, the Ceo and founder of FNMedia Ltd USA. This journey wouldn’t have been possible without you, you have helped me financially, by sending cash to me from USA, you bought a site for me and paid for everything about the site, you designed the site for me and a lot of other things, my journey so far has been made possible because of you, once again I say a very big thank you. I want to specially say thank you to Juma Aisha for making me find out who I am. She made me to realize that the person I thought I was, was not the real me, and she helped me to find out who the real me was. I guess Nf was right when he said “Sometimes, finding who you are requires you to loose who you thought you were”. I hope to keep on writing and healing much souls as I possibly can, it’s not easy writing to heal others when I also have my own pains, but that is not enough reason for me to stop helping others when I can. 2019 was not my best year in any way, I can even say its been my worst year. But each time I fell, I found a way to rise again like a phoenix. Let’s find out what 2020 has in store for us. To be a part of our family, you can follow and Suscribe for updates and latest information at https://realpoetry.poetry.blog 2019 was my worst year, but the best things that has happened to me in life, also happened in 2019 – That’s an Epiphany.
In most cases we tend to wake to the morning breeze as it tells a tale of a soul mate yet to be met, I TV wish the whispers of the wind can take me to you, for once lemme be safe In your loving embrace.
Those with anxiety are not rude. Those with depression are not lazy. Also those with mental trauma are not crazy. Only if you can understand them, then you’ll see it.
I Still remember the days spent with you When the love was so pure Even though it was one sided Everything was so bright. Why did I get separated from you Why did I hide from you I should have confessed my love to you earlier Then maybe things might have worked out And i wouldn’t be separated from you No matter our distance. I always loved you silently And when I confessed my love for you You left me with emotions of blue And now I’ll miss you with Silent tears, Now all I can see is pain and tears in vain No happiness and just the bane It’s love lost for me. And this will be the end.
Had i known I never would have kissed you that night Had i known I never would have hold you so tight I put on my forefather’s courage that night and said those three angelic words to you. I don’t regret my action for its a moment i would love to relive I just never knew my heart would never beat the same thereafter.
My innocent heart synced to your movements The farther you go, the more painful it hurts. You are the only living cure to this sickness! I need a dose of you every now and then. No buts! I feel your love deep in my soul Locked in your love abyss. An Endless pit as dark as coal! You control my dreams without a console Creating Beautiful memories of us mixed with fear of losing you. Fear and happiness. Theme of my daily dreams! A perfect obsession this is!
I love you when you call me those beautiful names I love you when you play with my little beards I love you when you smile, frown, and sigh It amazes me how you still look beautiful when you cry And how your smile makes the wind blow faster. If love is a riddle, I’d solve it just for you If love is a work of art, I’d become your artist. I never knew perfection could take a human form untill i met you. My love for you is divine. No doubt
When love become too deep it turns into something else Madness of the heart it is. Nothing else. My heart is sick! but i only want a dose of you; not the total cure For i may be trapped in the land where lover’s never return. But it’s also a paradise i will always adore.