What am I?
Although glory but not at my best. Power will fall to me finally, when the man made me is dead. What am I?
What am I?
I am lighter than air but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
What am I?
I am a seed with three letters in my name. Take away the last two and I still sound the same. What am I?
What am I?
Although I may have eyes I cannot see. I have a round brown face with lots of acne. What am I?
What am I?
I can fly but have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
What am I?
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
What am I?
I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. After I go in, everything becomes tight. What am I?