I would rather be a clown
clad in a tattered gown
Than be a neat clone
of every pretty one
I would rather cry and cry
and let the whole being sigh
Than pretend to forget
that we never really met
I would rather so much miss
that never happening kiss
Than bare my body all
for a man of promises tall
I would rather have a kid
tell me I am stupid
Than let a man intelligent
hold me on ransom and Vent
I would rather be a woman
not so pretty for her man
Than be the muse of all
and love none at all
I would rather be alone
A star that never shone
Than faithfully abide
by their uncaring side
I would rather be a child
Free reckless and wild
Than be a scheming adult
in an impious occult
I would rather have beauty raw
and crave it for its flaws
Than comb it in fake
braids for their sake
I would rather love, bleed or thirst
and call it a blessing or curse
Than someone have me believe
that it wasn’t meant to be
© Mukti Masih 2018
[Note: This poem is originally written by Mukti Masih and she owns the copyright for the same]
[Photography by Abhishek Masih]
Mukti Masih 
Lovely ! Beautiful flow of words 🙂
Thank you so much for your kind words 🙂
Respected,
The poem you wrote has been linked to our community blog ‘Light’ Moon on Monday 14 May 2018. So Light Moon welcomes you heartily.Link means we will share a bit of your poem and a link to your blog on this blog so that readers can easily access your blog. We will present the links of three best poems each day to you on this blog. You are requested to go to the link given below. Thanks ‘Eklavya’
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Thank you for listing me 🙂
Wow Mukti di…loved every word👌😍
Thanks so much Deepti for being such a loyal reader 🙂 God bless
You would rather be true,
Without comparing with those few
Than being someone fake,
Like everyone’s piece of cake 🙂🙂
Oh my gosh, you are gooooood Vikas. Thank you and that’s pretty awesome 😀
I felt this, this definitely resonated with me. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you so much. And glad it did 🙂
In a world full of people who would rather pick the former choices, I am glad you pick the latter. I loved the way you have written, in such simple words.
“I would rather have beauty raw
and crave it for its flaws
Than comb it in fake
braids for their sake”
These lines, however, specially appealed to me. Glad I came across your blog 🙂
It’s amazing how you picked specifically these lines. A lot of people understood the whole poem except these four. So I am so excited that you not only comprehended this one but also felt them. Thanks again
It was a pleasure, Mukti 🙂
I would rather be me,
The one who taste life
Than being anybody else,
Who never knew what it feels like..
You write beautifully Mukti. Loads of love
Hello Yogita, Thanks for stopping by and your beautiful and kind words.