Rainy Weather Quotes Novels & Stories

She sighed as she ridiculously compared it into life. "Kumusta ka na ba, Luna?" Mapait na tanong niya sa sarili. "I really hope that, like after the rain, there will be sunshine for you too," she whispered. Bumuntong hininga siya't yinupyop ang sarili sa rocking chair habang binabalot ng robang suot ang sarili sa lamig ng simoy ng hangin. It seems like the weather symphatizes with her. Nanatili siya roon hanggang sa maubos ang kape kasabay ng unti-unting pagtila ng mahinang ulan.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You never know dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away. - You are My Sunshine, Moira *** WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS. Naniniwala si April sa kasabihan na iyon. Since the day Cyril brings her to their new home, naging mas extra sweet ito.

And when it rains 🎵 On this side of town it touches everything 🎵 Just say it again and mean it 🎵 We don't miss a thing 🎵 You made yourself a bed 🎵 At the bottom of the blackest hole 🎵 And convinced yourself that it's not the reason 🎵 You don't see the sun anymore 🎵 'Did you like it? Did you enjoy?' 'I don't like it and I didn't enjoy it.' He pouted that made me laughed.

Her husband gave her a slight nod before starting the engine of their car. It was a rainy trip. The sky was weeping, and the rain was drenching the entire city. The sun vanished into the haze near the horizon when the thick thunderclouds engulfed it. The tangerine sky was now dominated by black and gray hues. As the rain grew heavier, puddles started to develop. The car’s roof danced with spray, and the rain’s murmur could be heard through the glass. It sounded like a swarm of angry bees swirling around.

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

Napangiti ako ng kaunti, 'di ko tuloy maiwasan ang mag-isip na nakikiramay ang langit sa aking kalungkutan. Ni minsan hindi ko naisip ang ulan bilang isa sa mga rason na nakapagbibigay sa akin ng kariwasaan. Especially for those times that I am on my lowest. Pero ngayon, every drop of the rain...the every sound of each raindrops gives solace to my soul that eases my mind and heart. Hindi ko alam na makaka diskubre pala ako ng isang bagay tungkol sa aking sarili.

…🤗 ( Ito ang 1st Story ko sa English Language kaya medyo wrong grammar ang iba ) On the first day of July, 2007. A heavy rain is falling down but it's not ordinary rain. Because the thunder of the rain is so loud, like a nuclear bomb that strikes. Then the lighting of the rain is flashing in the eye, like a flashlight that turns on and off in front of your eyes. Inside a cafeteria, there is a boy sitting in a chair and he is looking at the window, seeking for a rainbow but the rain is still falling. Then a man approached the boy.

“Baka kasi sa susunod, hindi ko na kayanin. “There is always a rainbow after the rain,” anito. “Naniniwala ka ba ro’n?” Dahan-dahan siyang tumango. Marahan nitong tinapik ang balikat niya. “Kung naniniwala kang may bahaghari pagkatapos ng ulan, bakit hindi mo subukan magmahal ulit pagkatapos mong masaktan?”

Wala nang nagsalita at nagsialisan na kami na parang hindi magkakakilala. Lumapit ako sa bintana at pinagmasdan ang labas. Maingay at malakas ang bawat pagpatak ng tubig sa bubong ng bahay. I wonder kung nabasa ba si Wencie o kung umiiyak ba ang langit dahil wala na si Lourd at ang iba pa. Is the sky comforting us by its tears, or just only sharing the melancholy? If this rain was the rain of blood? Or should I say...

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.