Novel & Cerita Rain Poetry

“Ms. Ricafrente, you're going to wet yourself! You might catch a cold tomorrow!” Bawat pagpatak ng isang malamig na likidong ulan ay maihahalintulad ko sa kirot, kalumbayan, kapighatian, at sama ng loob na matagal nang nabuo sa puso ko. “Scar fades, but the pain in my heart abide.” Ang sabi-sabi ng mga tao rito sa mundo, 'No matter how long the rain lasts, there will be a rainbow in the end.'

Pinaliit niya ang kanyang mga mata para mabasa ang sulat kamay na tila isang tula. I was crying when you arrived, Your beautiful eyes smiled, Small cracks on your cheeks said hi, Just like a rainbow in my sky. But that was yesterday, You were not here today, So, I poured colors on the palette, Fearing I will forget you someday. — Karamelle

Paano siya nakakalakad palayo nang walang dahilan, nang walang pag aalinlangan , Na parang wala pagmamahal na naganap sa loob ng tatlong taon. Alone in the park, with the rain cascading down around her, Genevieve felt as though she were drowning in a sea of unshed tears and unspoken sorrows. Each drop of rain was a dagger, piercing her soul with its icy touch, echoing the emptiness that now consumed her very being. As the storm raged on, Genevieve sank to her knees, her tears blending seamlessly with the rain that fell from the heavens.

The soft strains of the music filled the room, intertwining with the rhythmic percussion of the rain, creating a symphony of sound that enveloped her in its embrace. As she listened, Keisha's gaze drifted to the window, where the world outside was transformed by the falling rain. Each droplet traced a delicate path down the glass, leaving behind shimmering trails that danced in the dim light of the room. The scene was mesmerizing, captivating her senses and drawing her deeper into its beauty. With a smile playing on her lips, Keisha reached out to trace the raindrops with her fingertips, feeling the cool moisture beneath her touch. There was a sense of serenity in the air, a tranquility that

'' akmang sasampalin niya ko pero mabilis akong nakatakbo palayo sa kanya. ''Catch me if you can.'' I stuck my tongue out at her. Ilang minuto pa ang nagdaan ay patuloy pa rin kami sa paghahabulan sa ilalim ng malakas na ulan. For others, rain symbolizes pain, hurt and sadness. But for us, rain symbolizes our love and happiness. Kasabay ng patuloy na pagbagsak ng ulan ay ang pagbagsak namin sa isa't isa. -----

Hindi na siya makapag-isip ng maayos and just wished to dissapear. It was like the sky knew what she was feeling, the color gray looked so depressing just like what she was feeling at the moment. Napatingala siya sa maulap na kalangitan, sakto naman na may naramdaman siyang patak ng tubig na tumama sa kan'yang mukha. It was starting to rain, Madeleine never liked rain but at this time she felt like the rain became her ally, her friend she could share all her pain and feelings.

She asked out of nowhere. "Hmm no. Mas naniniwala akong First love never dies." "Right? First Love. For me, First Love is like a rain." "Hm? Bakit naman?" "Because like the rain, It may disappear but will surely return. Sometimes it may feel cold but sometimes, you can feel a joy creeping inside as you feel it's presence." "Para sakin, First Love is like the air." "Why?"

nakatingin din siya saakin habang kumakanta. ~it ain't rainin' anymore, its hard to breathe when all you know is, The struggle of stayin' above the risin water line~ ngumiti ako ~Well, the sky is finally open The rain and wind stop blowin' But you're stuck out in the same old storm again. You hold tight to your umbrella Well, darling I'm just tryin to tell ya, That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head~ tumango siya sa'kin,para bang sinasabi na ipagpatuloy ko... Napalunok nalang ako at wala ng nagawa

Habang pinapanood ko siyang naglalakad palayo saakin, ang luhang kanina ko pa pinipigilan, kusa na lang lumabas, kasabay ng malakas na ulan. It's raining when he said he'll keep me, but now it's raining again because he didn't able to keep it. Rain knows my pain. "Goodbye, Love. Goodnight," ----

Biglang umulan at napalingon siya sa paligid. The rain reminds her of some memory she wanted to forget, however the rain brings a richness to each lights, the browns deepen in the pavement the way that soothes her heart, brings a steadiness to her soul. In the front lobby the green and lushed grass becomes glossy, reflecting the light, a new bright shine to their wands, softly waving in the breeze. This rain brings a freshness, and each drop, a heaven-given gift for each part of creation.