Nikita behind her wall…
Closed doors and brick walls,
barred windows and barbed wire fences…
A serene mask of calm indifference.
Is a glance and a nod too much to ask for?
Smiles are dear, conversations timed,
on her side, as well as mine…
A glance, a nod, such things would suffice…
An acknowledgment of my existence…
But why do I wish for such things?
Irrational, Illogical,
thoughts, and dreams,
distractions…
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- Inspired, in part, by Elton John’s Nikita…
The song’s supposedly a classic, which, in this case, is a polite way of saying that it’s mostly old and clichéd… - One more exam left !!
- No, the poem’s not about any “Nikita” in my life…
- @ Anybody who’s wondering if I’m going to “cup” my exams this semester, hopefully I won’t, but even if I do, won’t be coz of this poem – had scribbled this down on a piece of paper a while back… (way before the endsems)
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Gosh!! For a minute there I thought..”What????” and then I read your post… So I’m breathing normally now…
But whoever it maybe for, it’s written pretty well…
@ Nikita – My apologies
(although Elton John’s more to blame than I am…) Thanks for the comment.
Oh that’s alright… It’s a well written poem.. So I didn’t mind!! Good work… I’ve been reading your blog for quite sometime but I never commented. Couldn’t NOT comment on THIS one..
I actually started reading after you left a comment on my blog post where I wrote about 3 Idiots.. If you remember…
Ok just checked out that post again – LOL – looks like you’re having some problems with trolls…
I’d checked out and commented on a number of blog posts about the movie around that time (to get a feel for what other bloggers were saying ’bout the movie and also to popularize my post on the same), didn’t really follow up on most of my comments though; my bad.
Thanks for reading my blog
Hehe, lovely poem, and reflects reality quite well.
Enough about trolls… Looking forward to reading more of your stuff!
nice one anubhav
Nice…however..didnt quite understand the last few lines.. “But why do I wish for such things?
Irrational, Illogical,
thoughts, and dreams,
distractions”…. ???
ok. so this was it! the scribbles on half a page in the first hour class…
good one.
@ Aayushi, Ardra, Sirisha – thanks
@ Sirisha – reg. your “doubt” – “interpret” it as you will…
@ Sim – ha ha – yeah – although if I remember correctly I scribbled this out before the presentation started
Gorgeous !!
Praises to you.
This is amazing “piece” of writing. Absolute delight.
Kudos Anubhav.
Mama! Its too high funda for me to understand.
@ Tulika – Wow! high praise
@ Adhok – Yeah right
In case you’re serious, search for Nikita Elton John on youtube (the song isn’t that great – but the first few seconds should give you an idea of the theme)
That’s the only reference you might have missed I think
Hmm…” “interpret” it as you will…”..Now that gives my thought process “new degrees of freedom” without the risk of being blamed for “misinterpretation”..!! LOL..
@ Sirisha – Some people think of poetry as puzzles and try to decipher the poet’s thoughts and views from the same – if that’s what you mean by interpretation – then misinterpretation is a possibility
. In a way it’s fun when friends are able to decipher the meanings and references in your poems (but it’s no fun if you have to explain it to them 
).
Coming back to the point, I feel poetry is also a form of art and one’s “interpretation” of a poem is simply one’s perspective on what the poem means – it reflects upon the reader. That’s the beauty of poetry (or for that matter any “literature” although I would not be so presumptuous as to label my amateur attempts as literature). You can “interpret” it as you will without the “risk of being blamed for misinterpretation” (just don’t assume at the end that your “interpretation” was what I had in mind when I came up with the poem
)