2,062 Easy Riddles With Answers - page 5 of 21
I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
This is a classic pun: newspapers are printed in black and white, and people 'read' them all over -- sounding like 'red' all over.
I am an activity involving pins flying in the air. What am I?
Jugglers commonly toss and catch bowling-pin-shaped objects, keeping several pins flying through the air at once.
We applaud if you perform well. What am I?
An audience watches a performance and claps when the performer does well.
I help boats park. What am I?
An anchor is dropped to keep a boat from drifting once it's parked ('parking meter' of the sea).
My rings are not worth much, but they do tell my age. What am I?
A cross-section of a tree trunk reveals concentric growth rings, one added per year, that reveal its age.
Light me up in backyard gatherings. What am I?
Charcoal briquettes are the classic fuel lit to fire up a backyard barbecue grill.
I am young in the sun and trapped to be aged. Held in a bottle but opening is delayed. What am I?
Wine grapes ripen young in the sun before being fermented and sealed in a bottle to age, often left unopened for years.
Find me on body builders or in the drink aisle. What am I?
"Six-pack" describes both toned abdominal muscles on a bodybuilder and a six-pack of canned drinks at the store.
I am a lunch money thief. What am I?
Stealing other kids' lunch money is the classic stereotype behavior of a schoolyard bully.
I am expelled from you orally with a sound. What am I?
A burp is air expelled from the stomach through the mouth, usually accompanied by a distinct sound.
I am always around, but in the morning I show. You'll know it's me from my golden glow. What am I?
Sunlight is present even when hidden by clouds, but it's most visible each morning, painting the sky with its golden glow.
Keep doing me to avoid lens dryness. What am I?
Blinking spreads moisture over the eye's surface (the lens), which is why blinking regularly prevents dry eyes.
I am in the sky. I'm white, I'm round, but not always. Sometimes you see me, sometimes you don't. What am I?
The moon appears white and round in the sky, but its visible shape changes through phases, and it's not always visible depending on the time of day and weather.
I have a ring but no fingers. I used to stay still all the time, but nowadays I follow you around. What am I?
A telephone 'rings' (like a bell) and used to be a stationary device before mobile phones made it something people carry everywhere.
Everybody has some. You can lose some, you can gain some. But you cannot live without it. What am I?
Every person has blood in their body; you can lose some (through donation or injury) or need more, but you can't survive without it.
I am a type of weapon for sci-fi characters. What am I?
Laser weapons are a staple sci-fi armament used by futuristic and alien characters in countless films and shows.
I am a desire to munch. What am I?
A "desire to munch" is simply another way of describing hunger.
I am an activity dogs are very good at when a ball is thrown. What am I?
Fetching a thrown ball is one of the classic tricks dogs are trained — and love — to do.
A popular afterlife location to send evil people. What am I?
Hell is the traditional destination in many religions believed to be reserved for wicked souls after death.
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month. What am I?
Every month you flip or replace the page of a calendar regardless of how much you referred to the old one.
I may be made of metal, bone, or wood and have many teeth. My bite hurts no one and the ladies love me. What am I?
A comb is often made of plastic, metal, or bone, has many teeth, and is a favorite grooming tool, especially with long hair.
I fall from the sky but am not rain. I like the cold and not the sun. People like to eat me. What am I?
Snow falls from the sky like rain but is frozen, needs cold weather to survive, and is sometimes eaten as flavored snow cones or "snow ice cream."
My teeth help me suck. What am I?
A vampire uses its pointed fangs (teeth) to bite and suck blood from its victims.
I have strong affection for belly buttons. What am I?
Belly button lint famously accumulates in the navel, as if it had a special fondness for gathering there.
I can help you to mend. I hide my body but never my head. What am I?
A nail helps mend or join things, and once hammered in, its shaft disappears into the wood while its head stays visible.
I have arms but cannot carry a thing. But wave at me and I wave back at you. What am I?
A clock's hands wave around its face but can't grip anything, and if you 'wave' at a clock's swinging pendulum, it seems to sway back.
I am black and white. I have strings, I have keys. I make sound without my lips. I make dough with no flour. What am I?
A piano is black and white, has strings inside struck by hammers from its keys, and 'makes dough' is slang for earning money — a piano can be quite lucrative to play or sell.
You used to come to me for all sorts of information and knowledge before internet was born. What am I?
A public library was the traditional destination for research and information before the internet made searching instant.
I hold two people together but touch only one. What am I?
A wedding ring physically touches only the finger of the person wearing it, yet it symbolically binds two people together in marriage.
Skirts for men. What am I?
A kilt is a traditional pleated garment, essentially a men's skirt, worn especially in Scottish culture.
The only amusing part of the body. What am I?
The 'funny bone' is the informal name for a spot on the elbow that causes a tingling sensation when bumped, punning on 'funny.'
I direct you from outer space. What am I?
GPS uses satellites orbiting in outer space to calculate and guide your location and route on Earth.
I have three eyes and only one leg. Obey me or you will be sorry. What am I?
A traffic light has three colored 'eyes' (red, yellow, green) mounted on a single pole, and drivers must obey it or risk a ticket or accident.
I am clean when I'm black, dirty when I'm white. What am I?
A chalkboard looks "clean" when its black surface is bare, and "dirty" once covered in white chalk dust -- the reverse logic of the blackboard riddle earlier in this set.
You see me a lot, especially at night. I protect something special. Many shut me in fright. What am I?
An eyelid appears constantly (blinking) especially at night when tired, and closing it — 'shutting' it in fright — protects the eye beneath.
I can swim but never get wet. I can run but never get tired. I follow you everywhere but never say a word. What am I?
A shadow can seem to swim or run alongside you and follows everywhere you go, but it's silent and never actually gets wet or tired.
Score in end zones. What am I?
In American football, players score points by carrying or catching the ball in the opposing end zone for a touchdown.
I am the best thing that can happen after a stick hits a ball. What am I?
In baseball, hitting the ball hard enough to circle all the bases in one play is a home run -- often considered the best possible outcome of an at-bat.
I am three simple words, everyone wants to hear. Three simple words, such simple words, and yet... life changing... What am I?
'I love you' is famously three short words that people long to hear and that can change the course of a relationship.
With four oars it swims but it is always at home. Its back is like armor, tougher than chrome. What am I?
A turtle 'swims' using its four flippers ('oars'), and its hard shell acts like armor that's always right there on its back — its 'home.'
I won't break if you throw me off from the highest building but I will break if you place me in the ocean. What am I?
A tissue is so light that dropping it from a great height doesn't damage it, but placing it in water, like the ocean, quickly dissolves and breaks it apart.
If you held me for too long, you would die. What am I?
Holding your breath for an extended period deprives your body of oxygen, which would eventually be fatal.
I have a straight back and sharp teeth to cut objects. What am I?
A saw has a straight rigid back opposite its row of sharp teeth, which are used to cut through wood and other objects.
I cannot be bought, cannot be sold, even if I'm sometimes made of gold. What am I?
A heart made of gold refers to a kind, generous person -- true kindness of heart can't be purchased or sold, even metaphorically 'golden.'
I have a tongue, but cannot speak. I have a bed but cannot sleep. I have four legs but cannot walk. Yet I move as you do. What am I?
A wagon has a flat 'bed,' a metal 'tongue' (the pull-bar), and four wheels ('legs') that only roll when someone else moves it.
I'm lighter than air but a million men can't lift me. What am I?
A soap bubble is extremely light and appears to float weightlessly, but it pops at the slightest touch, so no amount of manpower can "lift" it as a solid object.
I have a mouth on my head and eat everything. What am I?
A backpack's main zippered opening (its "mouth") is usually near the top ("head"), and it can hold ("eat") all sorts of items.
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 connects one house to the next, varies in width, and — unlike a house — is always exposed to the weather.
You may always chase me but you are always about 3 miles away. What am I?
No matter how far you travel toward the horizon, it always remains the same distance away, since it is defined relative to your own position.
You can see nothing else when you look in my face, I will look you in the eye and I will never lie. What am I?
When you look into a mirror, your reflection shows only your own face and mimics you exactly, never "lying" about what it shows.
I have no life, but I can die. What am I?
A battery isn't alive, but once it runs out of charge, people commonly say it has 'died.'
I have no brain but am still smarter than the average human. What am I?
A calculator has no brain of its own, yet it can perform arithmetic far faster and more accurately than the average person.
I can be told and can make you crazy. Most people don't like me and think I'm harmful. What am I?
A lie can be told to someone, and believing or being caught in one can drive a person to distraction, since most people consider lying harmful.
A very pretty thing I am, fluttering in the pale-blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
A butterfly is delicate and fragile, with beautifully patterned wings that flutter gracefully through the sky.
Ne'er the same, in multitude you see me. You love me, you hate me. What am I?
No two snowflakes are exactly alike, they fall in great numbers together, and people have mixed feelings about snow -- fun for play, dreaded for shoveling.
A long snake that smokes. What am I?
A long train winding along its tracks resembles a snake, and older steam trains puffed smoke from their engines.
I never ask questions, but I am always answered. What am I?
Ringing a doorbell prompts someone to answer the door, even though the doorbell itself never poses a question.
I have no wings but I fly, I have no teeth but I bite. What am I?
A bullet has no wings yet "flies" through the air, and has no teeth yet "bites" (wounds) whatever it strikes.
I'm so simple I only point, yet I guide people all over the world. What am I?
A compass needle does nothing but point (toward magnetic north), yet that simple pointing helps travelers navigate the entire world.
I cover what is real and hide what is true, but sometimes I bring out the courage in you. What am I?
Makeup covers up someone's natural face, hiding what's real, but it can also boost confidence and courage.
I don't exist unless you cut me, but if you stab me I won't bleed. I hate no one yet am abhorred by all. What am I?
A fart isn't a physical object until it's released ('cut' loose), doesn't bleed if you 'stab' at it, and is universally disliked despite being harmless.
I have a tongue but cannot taste. I have a soul but cannot feel. What am I?
A shoe has a 'tongue' (the flap over the laces) and a 'sole' (its bottom, a homophone of 'soul'), but neither can actually taste or feel.
I go in dry and come out wet, the longer I'm in, the stronger I get. What am I?
A tea bag goes into hot water dry and comes out wet, and the longer it steeps, the stronger the tea becomes.
I warn you about meetings, and I assist you in your life, I can help you do most of your work, unless I have a bug. What am I?
A computer can show meeting reminders and help with most tasks, but it malfunctions when it has a 'bug' (software glitch).
I can be dropped from the tallest of buildings and survive, but drop me from the smallest ship and I won't. What am I?
A piece of paper flutters gently and survives a fall from even the tallest skyscraper, but dropped into the water beside the smallest ship it would get soaked and ruined -- the real danger is water, not height.
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
Hair 'grows from the ground' of your scalp in every color, and like an unruly hedge, it eventually needs a trim to keep it tidy.
I am enjoyed by some, despised by others. Some take me for granted, some treasure me like a gift. I last forever, unless you break me first. What am I?
Marriage is meant to be a lifelong bond that lasts "forever" unless broken, such as through divorce, and people's feelings about it vary widely.
I beam, I shine, I sparkle white. I'll brighten the day with a single light. I'll charm and enchant all. I'll bring the best in you all. What am I?
A bright, white smile lights up a room, charms everyone who sees it, and often brings out the very best in the person wearing it.
Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen.
Like riddle 214, air is invisible and untouched as you walk through it, yet utterly necessary - you'd die without it though you rarely think to thank it.
It is destruction made out of thin air, You hear it howl and give a prayer, Through barns and houses it will tear. It is a deadly funnel, Of violent and twisting air.
The poem's imagery of a howling, tearing, twisting funnel of air actually fits a tornado slightly better than a hurricane, but the source names it a hurricane -- the answer is a loose fit for its own clues.
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
Like riddle 131, a shoe 'runs' the streets all day and rests, tongue out, under the bed or by the door each night, waiting to be worn again.
The strongest chains will not bind it. Ditch and rampart will not slow it down. A thousand soldiers cannot beat it, it can knock down trees with a single bush.
No chain, trench, or army can stop the wind, and a strong enough gust can topple trees that a thousand soldiers together could never budge.
I have two arms, but fingers none. I have two feet, but cannot run. I carry well, but I have found I carry best with my feet off the ground. What am I?
A wheelbarrow has two handle 'arms' with no fingers and a wheel or 'feet' that carries loads best when tilted, wheel side down, off the ground.
I have been the beginning of ideas for all time, yet I am just one simple small object, the things that you can use me for can be frustrating and also I can be pretty. I have some of the most valuable thing in the world on me, yet almost everyone owns me. With me you can make anything. What am I?
Ideas are first sketched on paper, it can frustrate you with cuts or jams yet also be beautifully decorated, and it even carries the world's most valuable commodity - printed money.
*Forward* *backwards* is what I do all day. I come in all different shapes and sizes. I can be scary, and I can calm you down. What am I?
A rocking chair sways forward and backward all day long, its gentle rock able to calm a fussy baby - or, in an empty room, look eerily unsettling.
It speaks to you, yet it can't speak. When you hold it you can travel, in your mind's eye worlds unravel. And everything in it's a lie. And with every new untruth, still you feel it speaks the truth.
A book communicates without a voice, transports readers to imagined worlds through the mind's eye, and even though its story is fiction, a good one feels entirely true while you're immersed in it.
I can wave my hands at you, but I never say goodbye. You are always cool when with me, even more so when I am high! What am I?
An electric fan's blades wave like hands without ever waving goodbye, keeping you cool - especially when switched to its highest speed setting.
I am used for light yet I am solid. Without me you would feel enclosed. I hate being touched, especially with a lot of force. I like to be in buildings. What am I?
A window lets in light while remaining a solid pane, keeps a room from feeling closed-in, shatters if struck too hard, and is a fixture of nearly every building.
It passes but you never hear it. Sometimes though, you think you feel it. You think you had it but it's gone. You want to stop it, but it moves on. You lose it, gain it, maybe fear it, but it goes on, forever on.
Time passes silently and can't truly be grasped, yet everyone senses it slipping away, wishes to slow it down, and it marches on forever regardless.
The cost of making only the maker knows, valueless if bought, but sometimes traded. A poor man may give one as easily as king. When one is broken pain and deceit are assured.
A promise costs nothing to make but everything to keep, is worthless if purchased, can be given by rich or poor alike, and breaking one always brings pain and betrayal.
I am the tool, for inspiring many. Buy me in the store, for not much more than a penny. Don't overuse me, or my usefulness will go.
A cheap ballpoint pen can inspire great writing and costs barely more than a penny, but will eventually run dry with overuse.
I am not alive and yet I grow. Just put me next to where it grows. A favorite of the summertime, best with friends when combined. What am I?
A marshmallow puffs up ('grows') when held near a campfire, a beloved summer treat best enjoyed with friends - especially combined into a s'more.
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes - yet move all over the place.
A ball rolls and moves in every color without holding anything inside, has no head or eyes despite its round shape, yet can end up anywhere it's kicked or thrown.
Some women don't like to be called that, yet every woman wants one. It cries and makes a lot of noise, but smiles and gurgles when you give it toys.
No grown woman likes being called a 'baby,' yet most dream of having one - a bundle that cries loudly one moment and gurgles happily with a toy the next.
Creatures of power, creatures of grade, creatures of beauty, creatures of strength. As for their lives, they set everything's pace. For all things must come to live. Under their emerald embrace. Either in their life or in their death.
Trees of every size and strength shelter all living things beneath their green canopy in life, and their wood often accompanies us even in death, as with a coffin.
I can trap many different things and colors, ever changing, not boring. Look closely and you may find yourself also caught in my trap.
A mirror captures every color and shape reflected before it, endlessly changing, and if you look closely you'll always find your own reflection caught within it.
I am one small little piece of paper, yet sometimes hold lots of value. I am all you need to get in to big events, but will cost you. I am an important part of travel. And if lost, you're not coming. What am I?
A small paper ticket can be worth a lot, is your admission to big events or trips, and losing it means you won't be getting in.
I am easy to see, but no one likes looking at me. Without me, there would be no you. I can make you complain, or make you happy. But you almost always take me for granted. What am I?
Everyone can see the sun, yet staring at it is uncomfortable; without it there'd be no life on Earth, and its presence affects everyone's mood, though it's easy to take for granted.
I cost no money to use, or conscious effort to take part of. And as far as you can see, there is nothing to me. But without me, you are dead.
Air is free, invisible, and requires no real effort to take in with each breath, yet life is utterly impossible without it.
There's not a kingdom on the earth, but I have traveled over and over, and though I know not whence my birth, yet when I come, you know my roar. I through the town do take my flight, and through the fields and meadows green, and whether it be day or night, I neither am nor can be seen.
The wind has traveled everywhere without a birthplace of its own, roars audibly through town and field, yet remains completely invisible day or night.
Words come out of it, aligned in perfect silence. A messenger of black on white, a slinky fellow drawing lines, of thin and soft graphite.
A pencil silently produces words on paper, its slender graphite core leaving soft, dark lines like a quiet messenger of black on white.
Is said to make the world go around, but only if we let it. It puts a value on a thing, and makes you do some crazy things, just so you can get it.
Money is often blamed for making the world go round, assigns value to everything, and drives people to do things they normally wouldn't, all in pursuit of getting more of it.
I have no voice but I can teach you all there is to know. I have spines and hinges but I am not a door. Once I've told you all, I cannot tell you more. What am I?
A book is silent yet teaches everything within it, has a 'spine' and hinge-like binding without being a door, and once you've read it all, it has nothing more to tell.
A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky. Atop a tender strand, rising from the land, until killed by maiden's hand. Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye.
A flower's many colorful folded petals rise on a slender stem until picked by a maiden's hand - given as a token of love or laid down in farewell.
Comes in bits and pieces, put together forms a whole. It's athletics for the mind, the more you think the more you find. Sometimes it can be a grind, but then, that is the goal.
A puzzle is made of separate pieces that only reveal the full picture once combined, making it a genuine workout for the mind.
I am a window, I am a lamp, I am clouded, I am shining, I am colored and set in white, I fill with water and overflow. I say much, but I have no words.
An eye has a colored iris set in white, can well up and overflow with tears, and though it says nothing aloud, its expressions can speak volumes.
A young man wants to have it, but when he has it he no longer wants it. Blade in hand he attacks it And does his best to remove it. Yet he knows that it is all in vain.
A young man looks forward to growing his first beard, then shaves it off once he has it, knowing all along that it will simply grow right back.
Sometimes you feel it weigh a ton. Yet it is nothing, but somehow still there. Makes you uncomfortable around anyone, But speak its name and it's gone.
Silence can feel like a heavy, physical presence between people, yet the instant you say the word 'silence' out loud, it is broken and gone.
I stand up tall and made of steel, with baguettes and garlic at my heel. I love the colours red, white and blue, but obviously not as much as you. I am a marvel for all to see, though to some I am a monstrosity! What am I?
The Eiffel Tower is a steel landmark in Paris near famous French bread and garlic markets, lit in the colors of the French flag, and once considered by critics a monstrosity rather than a marvel.
I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, awaiting to be filled in the morning.
Shoes are worn out and about all day, kept under the bed at night, and each has a "tongue" sticking out, waiting to be put on (filled with a foot) in the morning.