Nothing

@Mertonia

Rain

Rain falls on the old tin roof. She can't help but marvel at the muffled echoes of water striking metal. A petulant wind howls through the delicate house, raising small hairs on the back of her neck.

@Aleksandra

The sun rose above me, shining through the gaps in between the leaves.

@maeheleneflynmolly

Isolated, she stood in the room lost with disgrace. She looked as she lost her soul wanting to fade away in the deepest blues. She glared at the darkness in mid air hoping her true love will...

@Time4Life

The Whether

Whether the whether is cold, or whether the whether is hot. Whether the whether, whatever the whether, whether we like it or not..

@Zorua101

Another Riddle

I sing when the wind blows from the north, I sing when white clouds walk on the moor, I sing when the stick is laid to the side, I sing when the rock is occupied. What am I?.

@bobin

Walking very slowly I spotted a bit of material flapping wildly on a barbed wire fence. I pulled it off and looked at it closely.

@crazyamy

The Woods

I stood there in the woods with a cold breath breathing on my neck I turned around to find out nobody was there.I was scared. It could of just been the wind blowing on my neck..

@burningpaperplanes

today

I am a contradiction in skin. walking in chains, talking in freedom, all closed up, trying to bloom. I'm so lost, and there are no maps for feelings. it's like my batteries are dead.