What am I?
I cannot be felt seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
Riddle of the Day
Feb 20, 2026
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.
👀 Reveal Answer
Animal
Difficult
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic