Level 1: asy riddles that don't rhyme
Level 2: easy riddles that rhyme
Level 3: harder riddles that don't rhyme
Level 4: harder riddles that rhyme
Twelve white ponies,
On a red hill,
Always moving,
but standing still.
What are we?
Answer: Teeth
Voiceless it cries,
Wingless it flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.
What is it?
Answer: Wind
One where none should be,
or maybe where two should be,
seeking out purity,
in the kings trees.
Answer: A Unicorn
One tooth to bite,
he's the forests foe.
One tooth to fight,
as all Norse know.
Answer: An Axe
What can run but never walks,
Has a mouth but never talks,
Has a bed but never sleeps,
Has a head but never weeps?
Answer: River
Fatherless and Motherless, born without sin
Roared when it came into the world,
And never spoke again.
What is it?
Answer: Thunder
I am both Mother and Father.
I am seldom still
Yet I never wander.
I never birth nor nurse.
Answer: A tree
They are Dark,
and always on the run.
without the sun,
would be none.
Answer: Shadow
Through wind and rain I always play,
I roam the earth, yet here I stay;
I crumble stones, and fire cannot burn me;
Yet I am soft- you can gauge me with your hand.
Answer: The ocean
Pronounced as one letter,
And written with three,
Two letters there are,
And two only in me.
I知 double, I知 single,
I知 black blue and grey,
I知 read from both ends,
And the same either way.
Answer: Eye
We are little creatures;
all of us have different features.
One of us in glass is set;
one of us you'll find in jet.
Another you may see in tin,
and the fourth is boxed within .
If the fifth you should pursue,
it can never fly from you.
What are we?
Answer: The Vowels - A, E, O, I and U
A word I know,
Six letters it contains,
Subtract just one,
And twelve is what remains.
Answer: Dozens
I'm in a rock, not in a stone
I'm in marrow, not in bone
I'm in a bolster, not in a bed
I'm not living , I知 not dead
Answer: "R"
What痴 the beginning of eternity,
the end of time and space,
the beginning of the end,
and the end of every place?
Answer: "E"
In marble halls as white as milk,
Lined with a skin as soft as silk,
Within a fountain crystal-clear,
A golden apple doth appear.
No doors there are to this stronghold,
Yet thieves break in and steal the gold,
What is it?
Answer: An egg
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
What is it?
Answer: Darkness
There is a thing that nothing is,
and yet it has a name.
It's sometimes tall and sometimes short,
joins our talks and joins our sports,
and plays at every game?
Answer: Shadow
The part of the bird that's not in the sky,
Who can swim in the ocean
And yet remain dry.
Answer: Shadow
Alive without breath,
As cold as death;
Never thirsty, ever drinking,
All in mail never clinking.
What is it?
Answer: A fish
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beast, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.
What is it?
Answer: Time
I went into the woods and got it
I sat down to seek it
I brought it home with me because I couldn't find it
Answer: Splinter
I have a 100 legs but cannot stand.
A long neck but no head.
And I eat the maid痴 life.
Answer: Broom
The man who invented it, doesn't want it.
The man who bought it, doesn't need it.
The man who needs it, doesn't know it.
Answer: Coffin
I have holes on the top and bottom.
I have holes on my left and on my right.
And I have holes in the middle, yet I
still hold water. What am I?
Answer: A Sponge
I look at you, you look at me
I raise my right, you raise your left
What is this object?
Answer: A Mirror
What has roots as nobody sees,
Is taller than trees,
Up, up it goes,
And yet never grows?
Answer: Mountain
If you break me
I do not stop working,
If you touch me
I may be snared,
If you lose me
Nothing will matter.
Answer: Hope
I go around in circles,
But always straight ahead
Never complain,
No matter where I am led.
Answer: Wheel
My life can be measured in hours,
I serve by being devoured.
Thin, I am quick
Fat, I am slow
Wind is my foe.
Answer: Candle
Three lives have I.
Gentle enough to soothe the skin,
Light enough to caress the sky
Hard enough to crack rocks.
Answer: Water
Each morning I appear
To lie at your feet,
All day I follow
No matter how fast you run,
Yet I nearly perish
In the midday sun.
Answer: Shadow
This creature, part man and part tree,
hates the termite as much as the flea.
His tracks do not match,
and his limbs may detach,
but he's not a strange creature to see.
Answer: A Man With A Wooden Leg
Touching one, yet holding two,
it is a one link chain
binding those who keep words true,
'til death rent it in twain.
Answer: A Wedding Ring
A house of wood in a hidden place
Built without nails or glue
High above the earthen ground
It holds pale gems of blue.
Answer: A nest
Inside a great blue castle
Lives a shy young maid
She blushes in the morning
And comes not out at night.
Answer: The sun
I have legs but walk not
A strong back but work not
Two good arms but reach not
A seat but sit and tarry not
Answer: A chair
I can be touched
But I hurt those who touch me
I move swiftly through a dry forest
But die in a mountain stream
Where I pass I leave a black shroud.
Answer: Fire
As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives.
Seven wives with seven sacks,
Seven sacks with seven cats,
Seven cats with seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks and wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
Answer: One
A man rode to town on Friday.
He stayed there three nights,
and came back on the same Friday.
How can this be?
Answer: His horse is named "Friday"
As beautiful as the setting sun,
As delicate as the morning dew;
An angel's dusting from the stars
that can turn the Earth into
A frosted moon.
Answer: Snow
A golden treasure that never stays;
The coin whose face gives wealth to all.
Strands, nuggets, and dust of gold
are all bought with its shining grace. . .
And all are more precious than any gleaming metal.
Answer: The sun
It holds most knowledge that has ever been said;
But is not the brain, is not the head.
To feathers and their masters, 'tis both bane and boon. . .
One empty, and one full.
Answer: Paper
