A wonder of crafting, skill and design, Perfect in angle, colour and line, Glistening beauty, 'til sun does tame, All of us brothers, but no two the same. What am I?
Complete each line?
I have no hard feelings towards geometry But line and angle pertain to my enemy
Transparent surfaces afford my exposure But at the same time, they comprise my enclosure
Should it be ultimately that boats my fate seal You might later find me next to chips in a meal
What am I?
Without it all the world is gray and dull for everyone. It reflects rays of sun, and yet it does not. It captures light, and yet it does not. What is it ?
There is a word with five letters. Its last three letters refer to a skill of creating objects. Its middle three letters refer to one of the parts found at either side of your head. Its first two letters signify a male. The first four letters are the ability to use its middle three letters to detect sound. Its whole is found in you. What word is it ?
