Almost a year ago I posted the first 100 of my collected* riddles. Given that this appears to be the most visited resource of the blog, I thought it might be time to offer up the next 100. Apologies for any repeats – my editing was restricted to formatting.
*collected from all over the place, none original.
The Riddles:
- Thirty white horses on a red hill,
First they champ,
Then they stamp,
Then they stand still.
Teeth - Voiceless it cries,
Wingless flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.
Wind - I am seen in the water
If seen in the sky,
I am in the rainbow,
A jay’s feather,
And lapis lazuli.
Blue - If a man carried my burden
He would break his back.
I am not rich,
But leave silver in my track.
Snail - Each morning I appear
To lie at your feet,
All day I will follow
No matter how fast you run,
Yet I nearly perish
In the midday sun.
Shadow - We are five little objects of an everyday sort
you will find us all in the ladies’ court
Vowels - We are very 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 a fourth is boxed within. If the fifth you should pursue, it can never fly from you.
The vowels - I heard of an invading, vanquishing army
sweeping across the land, liquid-quick;
conquering everything, quelling resistance.
With it came darkness, dimming the light.
Humans hid in their houses, while outside
spears pierced, shattering stone walls.
Uncountable soldiers smashed into the ground,
but each elicited life as he died;
when the army had vanished, advancing northward,
the land was green and growing, refreshed.
Rainstorm - Weight in my belly,
Trees on my back,
Nails in my ribs,
Feet I do lack.
Ship - Some try to hide, some try to cheat, but time will show, we always will meet.
Try as you might, to guess my name, I promise you’ll know, when you I do claim.
Death - Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night,
Cunning but affectionate if given a bite.
Never owned but often loved.
At my sport considered cruel,
But that’s because you never know me at all.
What am I?
Cat - Of no use to one
Yet absolute bliss to two.
The small boy gets it for nothing.
The young man has to lie for it.
The old man has to buy it.
The baby’s right,
The lover’s privilege,
The hypocrite’s mask.
To the young girl, faith;
To the married woman, hope;
To the old maid, charity.
What am I?
Kiss - Three lives have I.
Gentle enough to soothe the skin,
Light enough to caress the sky,
Hard enough to crack rocks.
Water - The beginning of eternity
The end of time and space
The beginning of every end,
And the end of every place.
The letter E - I look flat, but I am deep,
Hidden realms I shelter.
Lives I take, but food I offer.
At times I am beautiful.
I can be calm, angry and turbulent.
I have no heart, but offer pleasure as well as death.
No man can own me, yet I encompass what all men must have.
Ocean - A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky,
Atop a tender strand,
Rising from the land,
‘Til killed by maiden’s hand,
Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye.
Flower - In ye fire thou hear me scream! Creaking and whining yet I am dead before thoust layeth me upon ye hearth.
Log - Hands she has but does not hold, teeth she has but does not bite, feet she has but they are cold, eyes she has but without sight. Who is she?
A Doll - Bright as diamonds,
Loud as thunder,
Never still,
A thing of wonder.
Waterfall - Ten Men’s Strength,
Ten Men’s Length,
Ten Men can’t break it,
Yet a young boy walks off with it
What am I?
A rope - You heard me before,
Yet you hear me again,
Then I die,
‘Till you call me again.
Echo - Inside me the adventurous find
Quests and treasures of every kind.
Trolls, goblins, orcs, and more, await
Within my closed walls for
All those that wish to visit me.
Your hands are the key
To secrets untold,
And your mind will unlock the door.
What am I?
Book - Two bodies have I,
though both joined in one.
The more still I stand,
the quicker I run.
What am I?
An hourglass - Lovely and round,
I shine with pale light,
grown in the darkness,
A lady’s delight.
Pearl - What is it that given one, you’ll have either two or none?
A Choice - Scythe of darkness,
Shadow’s light.
Guiding eye
Of thirteenth sight.
Moon - 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.
What am I?
Snow - To unravel me
You need a simple key,
No key that was made
By locksmith’s hand,
But a key that only I
Will understand.
Cipher - As a whole, I am both safe and secure.
Behead me, and I become a place of meeting.
Behead me again, and I am the partner of ready.
Restore me, and I become the domain of beasts.
What am I?
Stable - A farmer and his hired help were carrying grain to the barn. The farmer carried one sack of grain and the hired help carried two sacks. Who carried the heavier load?
Farmer (the hired help carried empty sacks) - When young, I am sweet in the sun.
When middle-aged, I make you gay.
When old, I am valued more than ever.
Wine - Walk on the living, they don’t even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble
Fallen leaves - What has roots as nobody sees,
Is taller than trees
Up, up it goes,
And yet never grows?
Mountain - I have a hundred legs, but cannot stand, a long neck but no head; I ease the maid’s life. What am I?
A broom - When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing. What am I?
A mirror - I am, in truth, a yellow fork
From tables in the sky
By inadvertent fingers dropped
The awful cutlery.
Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed
The apparatus of the dark
To ignorance revealed.
Lightning - What is greater than God,
More evil than the Devil,
The poor have it,
The rich want it,
but if you eat me,
you’ll die?
Nothing - I make you weak at the worst of all times.
I keep you safe, I keep you fine.
I make your hands sweat, and your heart grow cold,
I visit the weak, but seldom the bold.
What am I?
Fear - What has four wheels and flies?
Garbage truck - I dig out tiny caves, and store gold and silver in them.
I also build bridges of silver and make crowns of gold.
They are the smallest you could imagine.
Sooner or later everybody needs my help, yet many people are afraid to let me help them. Who am I?
Dentist - I am the hole in the night,
the ever watchful eye.
I return in a cycle,
to enlighten the sky.
The moon - With potent, flowery words speak I,
Of something common, vulgar, dry;
I weave webs of pedantic prose,
In effort to befuddle those,
Who think I wile time away,
In lofty things, above all day
The common kind that linger where
Monadic beings live and fare;
Practical I may not be,
But life, it seems, is full of me! - A Riddle
- A box without hinges, key or lid,
Yet golden treasure inside is hid.
Egg - No sooner spoken than broken
Silence - On my way to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives.
Each wife had seven sacks,
Each sack had seven cats,
Each cat had seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks, wives,
How many were going to St. Ives?
One - A big Indian and a little Indian are walking down the street.
The little Indian is the son of the big Indian but the big Indian is not the father of the little Indian. How is this possible?
The big Indian is the Mother - I do not breathe, but I run and jump.
I do not eat, but I swim and stretch.
I do not drink, but I sleep and stand.
I do not think, but I grow and play.
I do not see, but you see me every day.
I am a leg - You can see nothing else
When you look in my face,
I will look you in the eye
And I will never lie.
Your reflection - Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies won’t rot!
Toothpaste - I blind you, I give you food, I give you light, I give you death, I give you life, I am always there, I am never there. What am I?
The sun - Whilst I was engaged in sitting
I spied the dead carrying the living
Ship - Tool of thief, toy of queen.
Always used to be unseen.
Sign of joy, sign of sorrow.
Giving all likeness borrowed.
Mask - My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow.
My second is in blade, forged in cold steel.
My third is in arbalest, and also in arrows.
My fourth is in power, plunged through a shield.
My fifth is in honour, and also in vows
My last will put an end to it all.
What am I?
Weapon - People are hired to get rid of me.
I’m often hiding under your bed.
In time I’ll always return you see.
Bite me and you’re surely dead.
Dust - Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame.
Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
Candle - Large as a mountain, small as a pea,
Endlessly swimming in a waterless sea.
Asteroids - Two words, my answer is only two words.
To keep me, you must give me.
Your word - At the sound of me, men may dream
Or stamp their feet
At the sound of me, women may laugh
Or sometimes weep.
Music - What has a forest but no trees.
cities but no people and
rivers but no water??
Map - I have rivers without water,
Forests without trees,
Mountains without rocks
Towns without houses.
What am I?
A Map - When I’m metal or wood,
I help you get home.
When I’m flesh and I’m blood,
In the darkness I roam.
A bat - Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb!
Water - If you were running a race, and you passed the person in 2nd place, what place would you be in now?
2nd - I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul.
What am I?
Piano - When you call out my name, I am no longer with you. What am I?
Silence - Forward I’m heavy
Backwards I’m not
ton - A horrid monster hides from the day,
With many legs and many eyes.
With silver chains it catches prey,
And eats it all before it dies.
Yet in every cottage does it stay,
And every castle ‘neath the sky.
A spider - What can you put in a barrel to make it lighter?
A hole - What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
Hands - As destructive as life,
As healing as death;
An institutioner of strife,
Just as prone to bless.
It is all that is good,
Yet with an evil trend;
As it was the beginning of things,
It can also be the end.
Fire - Runs over fields and woods all day
Under the bed at night sits not alone,
With long tongue hanging out,
A-waiting for a bone.
A shoe - Whoever makes it, tells it not.
Whoever takes it, knows it not.
And whoever knows it wants it not.
Counterfeit money - My head bobs lazily in the sun.
You think I’m cute,
For my face is yellow,
My hair is white,
and my body is green.
What am I?
Daisy - At night they come without being fetched,
And by day they are lost without being stolen.
Stars - There is not wind enough to twirl
That one red leaf, nearest of its clan,
Which dances as often as dance it can.
The sun - When is a door not a door?
When it is ajar - My tines be long,
My tines be short
My tines end ere
My first report.
What am I?
Lightning - From house to house I go, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide. And whether there’s rain or snow I always stay outside. What am I?
A Path - I went to the woods and got it, when i got it didn’t want it, looked for it, couldn’t find it so I took it home.
What is it?
Splinter - As light as a feather, but you can’t hold it for ten minutes.
Breath - My first is not bent around.
My second means “lift her up”
or “cut her to the ground.”
Straight Razor - Hickory-Dickory-Dock!
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck one
and down did come.
Hickory-Dickory-Dock!
What am I?
A guillotine - I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold.
I’m the parent of numbers that cannot be told.
I’m a gift beyond measure, a matter of course,
And I’m yielded with pleasure- then taken by force.
Kiss - I protect your money from robbers and thieves
Three numbers to tell me is all that you’ll need
If your memory fails you I’m useless indeed
Combination lock - Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I
Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
In the mind - I give you a group of three.
One is sitting down, and never will get up.
The second eats as much as is given him,
yet is always hungry.
The third goes away and never returns.
Stove, fire, and smoke - My face is always changing, but is always the same.
Moon - Alive without breath,
Cold as death,
Never thirsty, always drinking,
All in mail and never clinking.
Fish - Armless, legless, I crawl around when I’m young.
Then the time of changing sleep will come.
I will awake like a newborn, flying beast,
’till then on the remains of the dead I feast.
Maggot - If I fly to the moon in a ship an on the way i meet five other ships each with five crew members who each have five pets. How many in all are flying to the moon?
One - I saw a creature: his stomach stuck out behind him,
enormously swollen. A stalwart servant
waited upon him. What filled up his stomach
had travelled from far, and flew through his eye
He does not always die in giving life
to others, but new strength revives
in the pit of his stomach; he breathes again.
Bellows - What does the job of an assassin and treachery of a thug?
Time - It is said among my people that some things are improved by death.
Tell me, what stinks while living, but in death, smells good?
Pig - This darksome burn, horseback brown,
His rollock highroad roaring down,
In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam
Flutes and low to the body falls home.
River - What goes in the water red, and comes out black?
Iron - A precious stone, as clear as diamond.
Seek it out whilst the sun’s near the horizon.
Though you can walk on water with its power,
Try to keep it, and it’ll vanish ere an hour.
Ice - With no wings, I fly. With no eyes, I see. With no arms, I climb.
More frightening than any beast, stronger than any foe. I am cunning, ruthless, and tall; in the end, I rule all.
The imagination - Take me and scratch my head.
What once was red,
Is black instead.
What am I?
A Match - 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.
Dark
Savage Legend 
number 143 is the answer to number 142
My bad. Only got 99 right. 😦
what do u put on black to make it blacker?
Er. Dunno. What? 😉
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Good riddles. When are riddles #201-250 going to be up?
Well, seeing as you ask, I might sit down and format them this afternoon. If I can still find them. Interesting e-mail address by the way!
Ah, found them. I’ll post later.
What’s something you don’t own, but you can give to anyone you meet?
Help me solve this ☝☝☝☝☝
What’s something you don’t own, but you can give to anyone you meet?
Answer please
your word?
What is the answer to the riddle,
some have 100 some have none?
Some have more than a hundred and some have none. What am I?
Clues:
I have a lot of colour.
You see me every morning.
You have all used me at some point or other.
I can be moved from place to place.
time
My hair is brown, my legs are long. When the sun is up I’ll be gone I’m not your enemy but I’m not your friend,but as soon as you see me, you’ll be dead. What am l?