Poem About Typhoon Novels & Stories

Inirapan ko ulit siya at pinagkaabalahan na lang ang aking mga daliri na kalalagay lang niya ng nail polish kani-kanina lang. It was raining cats and dogs outside. According to the news, there was a typhoon today. I could hear the waves violently hit the seashore. I didn't know... but for me it was eargasm. So calming to hear. This was perfect weather to drink coffee while staring outside the window, read books or simply cuddle and have a casual talk with someone you love.

Tinapilok ni Kupido Pabagsak Sa'yo ••• I love the rain, the vibe it gives. The soothing chilly cozy atmosphere you'll feel with it, something inside me craves that stormy weather. The gloomy skies and thunder give me inspirations and thoughts and ideas, pero at the same time I hate how it gives me hard time lalo na kapag papuntang work at pauwi. The struggle I have to face with it. The hassle I have to go through. I love it yet I hate it. I'm not privilege enough to just love it. Sometimes loving the rain seems wrong and insensitive. Having a nice home with a good roof, a car, or even an umbrella seems wrong during stormy weather. It's because you have the privilege to have it and some do no

Ngunit tila isa iyong matayog na diyamante na mahirap basagin kahit papadating na ang malupit na bagyo. Sa isang banda, isang tao ang nakangisi habang nakatayo sa labas ng gate at hindi alintana ang pagdating ng nagbabadyang bagyo. I stood upright with a sharp dagger in my hand, feeling the cold weather. A glint of eerie smile plastered on my face as I felt the strong wind as the approaching typhoon became nearer. Hindi maikakaila ang excitement sa mukha ko habang nilalaro ko ang hawak na dagger sa aking kaliwang kamay habang ang isa ay abala na ngayon sa pagkalikot ng maliit na gate upang ako ay makapasok. Mukhang nakikiayon ang panahon sa akin.