Riddle:
I cannot be felt, seen or touched; Yet I can be found in everybody; My existence is always in debate, Yet I have my own style of music.
What Am I?
Answer: I am a soul.
Riddle:
When I take 5 and add 6, I get 11. But when I add 6 and 7, I get 1. What am I?
Answer: A clock.
Riddle:
A blanket of crystals that covers all. Nothing can escape its fall. It will put you to sleep in a harsh way, and you will never again see the day It's on the earth always and forever, part of our lives leaving, never. Floats and falls like little butterflies. Catch them and they will surely die. What am I?
Answer: Snow.
Riddle:
I sit here collecting dust, I can wait forever to open me and you will not be disappointed, I can make you laugh, cry, and sad, I contain all the knowledge of the world, let me take you to a faraway land. What am I?
Answer: A book.
Riddle:
I can't see you, but you can see me. Stare at me too long and you'll get lazy. I have to be paid for so I'm not for free. What am I?
Answer: A TV.
Riddle:
Not only am I powerful enough to hurt like no other, I also have the power to heal like no other, but just like everything else, I can break. Life would be impossible without me, but it's already near impossible to find me. What am I?
Answer: True love.
Riddle:
You can see me in a mirror, see me in a picture, and can even spot me in nature. What am I?
Answer: Beauty.
Riddle:
I am you when not asleep; And where the sad come to weep. What am I?
Answer: Awake.
Riddle:
I'm used for a lot of things, I'm used for flowers, plants, food and sometimes for decoration, I come in different colors and shapes and I break if you don't take care of me. What am I?
Answer: I’m glass.
Riddle:
Golden treasures I contain, guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke, I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew.
What am I?
Answer: A beehive.
Riddle:
I trap warmth, Spray forth ice and water, and slip through your fingers with ease
What am I?
Answer: Clouds.
Riddle:
You need me to see me,
I can be quite pretty;
I come in different shades,
But no shapes or sizes;
What am I?
Answer: An eye.
Riddle:
I make what science believes to be fantasy become reality in the blink of an eye. Doctors consider me a cause of insanity if to much of me in your life is applied. When most age I began to disappear for as most age they apply more logic and reason to their thoughts. My biggest fear is to not get used and to be forgot. What am I?
Answer: Your Imagination.
Riddle:
I am strong as a rock but can be destroyed with one word. What am I?
Answer: Silence.
Riddle:
I bring death with a mighty blow. I can ruin nations with a mighty hole. Many people may die. Many people will cry. A battle is won at least. In the end I can bring peace. What am I?
Answer: War.
Riddle:
I am both a killer and a savior, it depends on those who wield me. I will bring you from deep water to the shallows, or maybe I could be the one who will hang you in the gallows. What am I?
Answer: A rope.
Riddle:
All have tried to catch me, none have kept me! What am I?
Answer: Satisfaction.
Riddle:
My author's uncertain yet my title's the same, I contain random text yet order's my aim. Read me one day and see my pages are totally bare. Try again another day and the words will be there. I'm not a book of magic although it may sound, I can predict the future, and inside, your life can be found. Move my eye, I become involved in lactic extraction. But that's just a clue, a minor distraction.
What am I?
Answer: A diary.
Riddle:
I am related to the water, but I am not wet. I am related to a shadow, but I am multi-colored. I am an illusion, but I show what is real.
What am I?
Answer: A mirror!
Riddle:
I cut through evil like a double-edged sword, And chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise, Through battles fought with heart and mind, Instead of with my gaze.
What am I?
Answer: I am justice!
