Riddle:
From house to house he goes, A messenger small and slight. And whether it rains or snows, He sleeps outside at night.
What am I?
Answer: A Street or Road.
Riddle:
I am as long as 10 people standing on each other. I am as strong as 10 people's strength. Yet, a little boy can just walk over me. What am I?
Answer: A rope.
Riddle:
I seem real but often deceive; on the first of April, I’m easy to believe. What am I?
Answer: A hoax.
Hoaxes are fake stories or events commonly spread on April Fools' Day to trick people.
Riddle:
I'll take you. I'll take two, once I'm taken by you. You lose. I'm chance, a devil of a dance, climbing a tree, the very next branch. I'm unforgiving, fast-lane living, quite a soul gripping. For once I have you, I won’t leave your mind. And I'm not at all kind. I'll break your home, the bank I'll comb, until you're left with nothing, all alone. The highs and the lows, the deception, and woes, why'd you bet your own toes? I’m greedy, if I’m to be believed, I'm a need that will crush you until you cannot breathe. What am I?
Answer: Gambling.
Riddle:
I was here and now I’m not. What am I?
Answer: Gone.
Riddle:
I'm a digital oracle, a search engine supreme, Yet my results sometimes seem like a corporate dream. Type in a query, and behold what you find, But beware, my friend, for biases lurk behind. Big companies thrive, their rankings so high, While smaller voices struggle, barely catching an eye. Paid results intermingle with the organic fray, Untangling them? A PhD's work, they say. So, who am I? A gatekeeper of the web, Where algorithms reign, and transparency ebbs. My power immense, my reach vast and wide, But remember, dear user, there's more to see outside. What am I?
Answer: Google Search.
Riddle:
My second is performed by my first, and, it is thought, a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught.
What am I?
Answer: A Footstep.
Riddle:
Stronger than any beast, Rougher than any sea. Steadier than a favorable wind, and of me none shall be free.
What am I?
Answer: I am Earth.
Riddle:
I’m a day when truth takes a twist, and laughter is hard to resist. What am I?
Answer: April Fools' Day
This directly references April Fools' Day, a time when people twist the truth with pranks to spark laughter.
Riddle:
I am something bright and bring life. I was invented in 1879 by Thomas Edison and Joseph Swan. What am I?
Answer: Thomas Edison and Joseph Swan invented the light bulb in 1879.
Riddle:
I Am Seen As A Liar, When The Situation Is Dire, But The Fruits Of My Labor, Is Enough To Make Anyone Waver. I Can Be Something To Fear, Or Something You Want Near. Any Way You Look At Me, I Am Something That You All Need. What Am I?
Answer: The truth.
Riddle:
I'm the motivation to live for some people, the source of pain for some people. Without me, you'll fall into the abyss; with me, you'll have courage. What am I?
Answer: I am "hope".
Riddle:
Weight in my belly, Trees on my back, Nails in my ribs, Feet I do lack. What am I?
Answer: A ship.
Riddle:
I am everything to somone but nothing to everyone else.
What am I?
Answer: The mind.
Riddle:
I'm big, I'm comfortable, but most of all I'm oh, so lazy. I have two arms, but only one foot.
What am I?
Answer: A lazy boy recliner.
Riddle:
I know a place where fellows go without a shoe or stocking. And no one tells them, "Go away!" Or thinks their costume is shocking. Each year I spend much of my time In that delightful place, And while I'm there, they don’t expect a boy to wash his face. What am I?
Answer: A bed.
Riddle:
I am big and small, I am everywhere and I can fly. What am I?
Answer: Clouds.
Riddle:
You use me to hide from the world but they can still see you. Nobody knows but only you do. My exposed side is fake while the other covers your youth. I hold lies and truths in both ways therefore sometimes I am ruth. You wear me with or without your wealth or I can be shaped from wood or chisel and used for stealth. I am never complete without being worn into, for I am a tool that everyone can see, they look at me more than look at you too. I can fake your looks for and from many different things, creatures, objects, insects, and even your fidus achates. It is up to you how I am lune, For I am not the mystery, only though are you. What am I?
Answer: A Mask.
Riddle:
You can give me, but you cannot take me. It takes one to give me, but two to make me. The biggest circle I begin. And it is I that lies within. To all living things, I give breath. But I am not "god" nor "life" nor "death". And like the Phoenix from an urn, through me from ashes, it returns. What Am I?
Answer: Birth.
Riddle:
When you stare at me u see a you in reverse. What am I?
Answer: A mirror.
