Answer:
What's black when you get it, red when you use it, and white when you're all through with it?
A seed am I, three letters make my name. Take away two and I still sound the same.
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.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
Plant whose name sounds like a dish full of dairy spread.
They come to witness the night without being called, a sailor's guide and a poet's tears. They are lost to the sight each day without the hand of a thief.