Answer:
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
Talks like this, a green wise man does. Guess my clue, you will.
What moves without seeing and cries without eyes?
One by one we fall from heaven down into the depths of past, And our world is ever upturned so that yet some time we’ll last.
At first, I am nothing. Add something to negate. Add again to oppose. Add again to find the time to draw. Add once more to find nobody at all.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?