The shape of my form will waver and bend
By the things I’m destroying and those I will rend.
My color changes from bright red to blue,
The power I’m using will dictate my hue.
What am I?
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end. What is it?
Marble walls as white as milk, lined with skin as soft as silk, in a fountain crystal clear, a golden apple will appear, there is no key to this stronghold, yet theives break in and steal the gold. What is it?
I am a plant you use in food, and my name consists of 5 letters.
Remove the first letter of my name, and you'll get a form of energy.
Get rid of two, and you'll get something necessary for life.
Scramble together the last 3 letters, and you can drink it.
What am I?
I am born in fear, raised in truth,
and I come to my own in deed.
When comes a time that I’m called forth,
I come to serve the cause of need.
What am i?
I wiggle and I cannot see,
Sometimes I'm underground, and at times on a tree.
I really don't want to end up on a hook,
I turn into a person when combined with a book.
What am I?
I have around 5,000 feathers and I'm a bird native to America. People say Benjamin Franklin wanted me to be the national bird of the United States.
What am I?