Answer:
A seed am I, three letters make my name. Take away two and I still sound the same.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
My first is in fish but no in snail. My second is in rabbit but no in tail. My third is in up but not in down. My fourth is in tiara but not in crown. My fifth is in tree you plainly see. My whole a food for you and me.
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.