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Fareesa Abiden

About Me

Well, I'm an aspiring writer based in South London - lovely place if you like your th's pronounced ph and your h's dropped altogether - which i do. To keep myself honest, I work as a bookworm (read bookseller) which I love. I've always wanted to be around books (not a strange fetish kinda thing...but close!) I just love the written word, that's why I'm having a go meself at it now.....

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Edith Piaf, but maybe in the next life......

My Blog

I tell myself lies to get by.....

I tell myself lies to get by. I quite like the chewing gum patterns on the ground, the way people push, punch and sound. I like it when you hurt me 'cause that's all u've ever known, the whole, tru...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Nov 2007 06:19:00 GMT

Waiting.....

This room is full, but I feel empty. A million thoughts pass by like little pockets of light; unseen, unheard, they flicker then fade. I am still. I feel nothing. Why can't I stop wishing for that so...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 13:18:00 GMT

for my friends mum

this one's for my friend Pritti who has just lost her truest love........ salt tears upon my face, lashes heavy with grief; it feels as if there is no place for those whose hearts are heavy. song...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 05:09:00 GMT

life is the whip

i am a child for you, grieving for a lost toy free will, such a vile thing used to crush the hope of another life is the whip with pain and pleasure it does rip the soul's essence forever now you kn...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 03:51:00 GMT

my head hurts.....

hello everyone!  sorry i've been away and haven't been able to post any more of my work, but i will be from thursday....so look out for it from then.... so here's my excuse: thing is i was at wor...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 13:26:00 GMT

sunday the day of rest.....

i'm havin a rest today...late night last night....so i'm catchin up on me booty sleep (oh my i need it) much love to u all!! Fxx
Posted by on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 09:38:00 GMT

Paralysed

The door locked me out today, then the telephone rang. Someone cried a shriek.   Look around yourself: I stared hopelessly not being able. But I could hear. Bits of me thumping, prayer not comin...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 08:09:00 GMT

Essence

I lie back, let all enter. I could die tomorrow and never know the place you breathe, eat, sleep, and call home. Rain on my window Can you hear? The traffic passing by, it shakes the walls in which I ...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 07:40:00 GMT

then the blood came

sitting here holding and caressing you hoping and praying that you're still there it was you, I was sure who turned inside me eyes shut, tiny hands to your mouth whole and curled up a piece of me and...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 13:21:00 GMT

As I Drew Near

The floor was dirty, the curtains closed; I knew you were there. Uncertain of life, uncertain of everything, you whinged in a corner, afraid, as I drew near. Questions always questions, "Why don't ...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 07:48:00 GMT