
Look Up.

Stories and poems about choosing the power that gave you the power to choose. #JESUS
Is it socially flammable?
Instagramable?
Intoxicatingly claimable?
Edifyingly upload-able?
Filtered and changeable?
Is the monument clickable?
The sky saturated and the clouds textured
Rated 8 out of 10
Calculating followers
and following to pretend
Stand alone and get sacked
Fake a smile and at least get tagged
Snaps, food, selfies and brands
Taps, scrolls and a screen on laps
Slaps don’t hurt as bad as
Seen yet not replied nags
Little hits of dopamine
Makes a 12 year old mean
At 16, girls wanna turn 19
Guys uploading how they’re fighting
Depression, addictions and anxieties
Sightings of a new planet starts in a story
Opinions are written down in posts
and nothing goes down in history
Deleting it wont be fixing it
Cause the game of liking it, keeps weaving the whole mystery
by Ben Parmar
Many assumptions and perceptions alter the roots of the truth. Many faces and cases tell you how you could be wrong. But the one who leads and feeds you through the storm, carries the worth of your praise and belief.
Ben Parmar
fall of false flatteries.
fall of feasible feigning.
fall of fatal flaws.
fall of unfitting fairness.
fall of unfinished favours.
fall of forfeiting friends.
fall of infinite foes.
fall of a favourite feast.
fall of a fictitious fay.
fall of fenceless fears.
fall of feckless feedbacks.
fall of fathomless festivities.
fall of frustrating feuds.
fall of a fibbing fettle.
fall of fiddling fidelity.
fall of filliping flirtation.
fall of fake filters.
fall of fireless flaunts.
fall of faceless forms.
fall of a fallacious faith.
fall of a fickle fact.
fall of feeble fun.
fall of a frantic fixation.
fall of a fraught fiasco.
fall of a fabricated flamboyance.
fall of fragile feelings and fall of a final farewell.
–Ben Parmar
Nothing is ever really random. Poetry and people meet each other for a reason. It starts like a song. First the idea, then the words, then the humming and a rhythmic burst.
Ben Parmar