The Rain Knocks On My Window Poem by Raabia Tabassum

The Rain Knocks On My Window

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The rain knocks on my window,
In the middle of an abysmal sleep.
Dreams shattered and broken,
I wake up again and not the first.


In the disguise of weeps,
You snatch away my saccharine sleep.
You knock on my window,
And shatter absurd noises.

Rain beads continue,
One after the other.
And my nerves back and forth creep
Cause you don't pause and discontinue.

You take away my sleep,
You give me eerie cacophony.
Amusing you are,
You make me ecstatic too.

Sometimes, I abhor you,
'cause you disturb my abyss sleep.
You knock on my window,
And shatter obscurity at nights.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Saadat Tahir 01 September 2013

liked these lines.... Rain beads continue, One after the other. And my nerves back forth creep, nice

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Heather Wilkins 02 September 2013

a good write as the rain knocks on my window.

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Angelina Jele 18 September 2013

Your title lured me into reading this piece. I really liked your title and the way you described this poem. I was voting for poems and I think this is one of the best I came upon until now. Keep Going!

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Philip Carter 17 September 2013

Like it, in my case the rain helps me to sleep.

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Raabia Tabassum 18 September 2013

@PhilipCarter Thanks! :)

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Jayatissa K. Liyanage 21 March 2015

Absolutely vivid instinctive reflection of a mindset, portrayed beautifully. Excellent poem any one can make his/her own. Thanks for sharing.

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Kelly Kurt 21 March 2015

A lovely look into a moment. Thank you

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Chinedu Dike 21 March 2015

Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated, nicely encapsulated and written with conviction. I like the way you captured your mixed feelings about the rain. It's a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Rajnish Manga 21 March 2015

The poem unfolds various moods of a man depending upon the intensity of rain. Thanks for this lovely beautiful poem.

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Akhtar Jawad 05 August 2014

Nature changes according to the mood of the man.(Shakespeare) . You may be in a mood to enjoy the rains sometimes. An honest and beautiful description.

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