Vikram Seth (20 June 1952 - / Kolkata / India)
Poems by Vikram Seth : 25 / 25
Unclaimed
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.
Vikram Seth
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
Read poems about / on: fear, heart, night, love
Poems by Vikram Seth : 25 / 25
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Very good poem. It touches me. I invite you to read my poem Oath and other poems please and write something.
Yours,
Gajanan Mishra
A fantastic poem. A very different subject and amazingly expressed with perfect simplicity. Thank you.
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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.
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)