What has six faces,
But does not wear makeup.
Has twenty-one eyes,
But cannot see?
(a die)
In a room are 6 men and 53 bicycles. One man is shot. Why?
(he was cheating at cards; bicycle playing cards)
It cannot be seen, it weighs nothing, but when put into a barrel, it makes it lighter. What is it?
(a hole)
Five hundred begins it, five hundred
ends it, Five in the middle is seen;
First of all numbers, the first of all
letters, Take up their stations between.
Join all together, and then you will
bring, Before you the name of an eminent
king.
(David)
Who or what can speak every language in the world?
(echo)
Here’s an interesting, if verbose, riddle:
Adam, God made out of dust
But thought it best to make me first,
So I was made before man
To answer God’s most Holy plan.
A living being I became
And Adam gave to me my name.
I from his presence then withdrew
And more of Adam never knew.
I did my Maker’s law obey
Nor ever went from it astray.
Thousands of miles I go in fear
But seldom on earth appear.
For purpose wise God did see,
He put a living soul in me.
A soul from me God did claim
And took from me the soul again.
So when from me the soul had fled
I was the same as when first made.
And without hands, or feet, or soul,
I travel on from pole to pole.
I labor hard by day, by night
To fallen man I give great light.
Thousands of people, young and old
Will by my death great light behold.
No right or wrong can I conceive
The scripture I cannot believe.
Although my name therein is found
They are to me an empty sound.
No feat of death doth trouble me
Real happiness I’ll never see.
To Heaven I shall never go
Or to Hell below.
Now when these lines you slowly read,
Go search your Bible with all speed
For that my name is written there
I do honestly to you declare.
I have four wings, but cannot fly, I never laugh and never cry; On the same spot I’m always found, toiling away with little sound. What am I?
(a windmill)“A man went on a trip on Friday, stayed for 2 days and returned on Friday. How is that possible?”
(riding horse named Friday)
Turn us on our backs
And open up our stomachs
You will be the wisest of men
Though at start a lummox
What am I?
(a book)
A man goes out drinking every night, returning to his home in the wee hours of every morning. No matter how much he drinks, he never gets a hangover. This drink is very well known, but is rarely consumed, served warm and taken straight from its source. The man is a sucker for a free drink, especially since he can’t live without it. What is his favorite drink?
(blood; he is a vampire)
My life can be measured in hours,
I serve by being devoured.
Thin, I am quick
Fat, I am slow
Wind is my foe.
(a candle)
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)
Reaching stiffly for the sky,
I bare my fingers when it’s cold
In warmth I wear an emerald glove
And in between I dress in gold.
(a tree)
Who makes it, has no need of it.
Who buys it, has no use for it.
Who uses it can neither see nor feel it.
What is it?
(a coffin)
I can travel all over the world, but I always stay in my corner. What am I?
(a stamp)
I have wood but no bark,
leaves that don’t fall,
I am made up of branches,
and I come in sizes of all.
I am completely devoured many times,
over and over by a worm of a kind.
If you desire to know the answer of mine,
look for the secret that I’ve stored inside.
What am I?
(a bookstore)
Lives in winter, dies in summer, grows with its root upwards. (Source: “Dimers”)
(icicle)
I’m cousin to the teeth of caves,
and kindred to the ocean waves.
Of ice I’m made,
But that’s not my name
If you walk beneath me
you’ve only yourself to blame.
Your mother warned you
of my pointy descent
if once I fall,
I’m shattered and spent.
(source: Trae)
(icicle)
A murderer is condemned to death. He has to choose between three rooms. The first is full of raging fires, the second is full of assassins with loaded guns, and the third is full of lions that haven’t eaten in 3 years. Which room is safest for him?
(room 3: the lions starved to death)
I am around long before dawn.
But by lunch I am usually gone.
You can see me summer, fall, and spring.
I like to get on everything.
But when winter winds start to blow;
Then it’s time for me to go!
(the dew)
I make you see the beauty of nature through colors,
My name makes things weigh less
And I have no weight at all.
(light)
What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps?
(a river)
I can be cracked, I can be made. I can be told, I can be played. What am I?
(a joke)
My home is not quiet but I am not loud.
The lord has meant us to journey together.
I am faster than he and sometimes stronger,
But he keeps on going for longer.
Sometimes I rest but he runs on.
For as long as I am alive I live in him.
If we part from one another
It is I who will die.
(fish)
Though I wear armor.
I carry no sword.
Though I have a mouth
I speak not
Though I neither walk nor fly
I can travel swiftly between soil and sky.
I see ships,
but they look to me
like big dark clouds
above the sea,
But sometimes they drag me
upon the deck
to rend my bones
and chop my neck.
(source: Trae)
(a fish)
A red city, its walls are green, its key is iron and its inhabitants are black slaves.
(a watermelon)
My beak is downward and low I move
and dig in the ground. The hoar foe of the forest
directs my movements; and so my master
goes bent over, the guide at my tail,
drives across the field, pushes me and crowds me,
and sows in my swath. I go sniffing along,
brought from the woodland, stoutly fastened,
borne on a wagon. I have many strange ways.
I leave green on one side and black on the other.
Driven through my back there hangs beneath
a well-sharpened point; on my head another,
firm and forward-moving. What I tear with my teeth
falls to the side, if he serves me well,
my lord who behind me heeds me and guides me.
(a plough)
Dragged am I by four-footed man-friend
Brother to scythe though I cut no wheat
My swaths are deeper and leave no sheaves
No grain fears me but worms despair.
(source: Trae)
(a plough)
I am free for the taking through all of your life
Though given but once at birth
I am less than nothing in weight
But will fell the strongest of you if held
(breath)
What grows when it eats, but dies when it drinks?
(fire)
It speaks with a hard tongue, it cannot breathe, for it has no lung.
(a bell)
I drive men mad for love of me.
Easily beaten, rarely free.
(gold)
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind, I help others to see. What am I?
(sand)
Upon my back the scourge of dragons,
Beneath my hair the sound of dancing,
And in my rushing multitudes, thunder.
Without me there is no chivalry
Tis but a code
That has been called after me
The power in my legs could shatter
The strongest warrior
And yet with a slight touch
I am led by the will of another.
(Source: Trae)
(a horse)
I’m so fast you can’t see me,
Though everyone sees straight through me,
I don’t stop until the day you die.
What am I?
(a blink)
I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul.
(piano)
Not a heart
Though many I’ve moved.
Not a chisel
Though often I’ve grooved.
Who is quick and who is staunch
To tickle the tusks of an oliphaunt?
All those keys without locks
black and white all in a flock.
(Source: Trae)
(a piano)
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.
(thorn or splinter)
I am what all answers to riddles are
Until you discover the answer.
I am what people say they seek about life
Or the universe
Or the answer to all things difficult
That many would wish easy.
A mystery until you know
And when you know
You have me until you share.
(Source: Trae)
(a secret)
I am served at a table, In gatherings of two or four;
Served small, white and round.
You’ll love some, And that’s part of the fun.
What am I?
(ping pong / table tennis)
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