feeling that has no name

There needs to be more words to describe some feelings. Like some random forwards about a single German word or Japanese word describing a feeling that can only be expressed in a sentence in English and still be incomplete.

Like what do you call that feeling that comes every time I see the sky darkening, silence descending, with occasional cries of a bird, a cold breeze, announcing impending rain?  It used to be one distinct feeling, but now with aftermath of what happened in Kerala, I am not sure if it will remain the same. When it just sprinkled the other day, my wife was commenting that now every time there is a mention of rain, it will remind of Ms Rita’s front room that leaks.  

Or the feeling of tightening in the chest of not being able to do anything, not feeling like doing anything, feeling like nothing is worth doing and all is in vain? That cloak of doom should be shaken with a coffee, sharing the wordly worries and have a good laugh with a friend.

Or the feeling of being accused of something and instead of arguing and making it worse, keeping silent, fully knowing that it is quite the opposite and the karma will catch up and reward me later.

Or the feeling of not telling someone about something knowing that it will hurt them, but at the same time not able to do much to prevent it from happening.

Or the feeling of embarking on something not knowing the path, not knowing whether it will succeed, not knowing answers to all the questions, but all the while feeling like it may lead to something wonderful or it may be a spectacular failure.

I should be able to say – yes, I am feeling “this” now, rather than the whole sentences above.