Monday, March 5, 2007

Unclaimed

To make love with a stranger is the best
There is no riddle and there is not 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
Prefering 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

What do u guys think of this poem? It's one of my favourite poems. I always wonder if being unclaimed can sometimes actually be better than belonging forever

4 comments:

Shadow in the Moonlight said...

The grass is always seems greener on the other side huh...
It's like this song I heard:
The straight haired girls
They all want curls
And the brunettes wanna be blonde...

littlemuch said...

no its not always greener, just tht sometimes for a bit u want to go back to the way things were
being with someone is great. much better than being single but both sides have their ups and down

Ryan W.F. said...

in that poem...there's definitely going to be ups and downs with the stranger eh! wink! hey does jaison read ur blog??

Megha said...

i really dont understand poems.