Vikram Seth

(20 June 1952 - / Kolkata / India)

Unclaimed - Poem by Vikram Seth

To make love with a stranger is the best.
There is no riddle and there is no test. --

To lie and love, not aching to make sense
Of this night in the mesh of reference.

To touch, unclaimed by fear of imminent day,
And understand, as only strangers may.

To feel the beat of foreign heart to heart
Preferring neither to prolong nor part.

To rest within the unknown arms and know
That this is all there is; that this is so.


Comments about Unclaimed by Vikram Seth

  • Gold Star - 18,455 Points Ramesh Rai (7/17/2015 11:16:00 AM)

    Peacefully delighted the soul. Regards. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 45,552 Points Gajanan Mishra (1/30/2012 11:19:00 AM)

    Very good poem. It touches me. I invite you to read my poem Oath and other poems please and write something.
    Yours,
    Gajanan Mishra (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sarvesh Kulkarni (10/20/2008 9:04:00 AM)

    A fantastic poem. A very different subject and amazingly expressed with perfect simplicity. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 243 Points Palas Kumar Ray (10/10/2008 1:42:00 AM)

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    Making Love (read having relation) with stranger is certainly different experience.
    I can visualise the couple being coupled under Indian traditional marriage.
    This is a time tested riddle free system of establishing relation to run longer.
    Rest matters a little.
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    beyond marks. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Pooja Gawde (11/26/2007 5:57:00 AM)

    This poem shows a sense of alienation with the word 'love' which we all 'love' to talk about..'love your country', your 'man'..the list goes onn!

    Is it a coincidence that India is suffering from 'brain drain' and 'men'? ? ? ? (arent men from mars) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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