Riddle:
I'm done with a hand, one at a time;
A motion to make words, but not to make lines;
I'm known as correct, and as a way, in a way;
And even if you don't take me away, none of me would be left.
What am I?
Answer: Write/Right
Riddle:
I share my name with a type of fuel, but I'm also a stylish brand. What am I?
Answer: Diesel.
Riddle:
Close to the words of life stay I, But I wither, wane, and dry.
What am I?
Answer: A Bible-pressed flower.
Riddle:
I exist, but have no material form. I am made of numbers, but appear square. I build upon other of my own, but do not topple down. I sit still and do nothing, but I'm still useful. What am I?
Answer: Minecraft Blocks.
Riddle:
I have two rings. I move by request. If the mixture is not right, I just sit at rest.
What am I?
Answer: I am a Piston.
Riddle:
My first is not bent around. My second means "lift her up" or "cut her to the ground."
What am I?
Answer: A straight razor.
Riddle:
I have your ohs and your wishes, Your life force and your death gasp. You can visit me, or we can get stuck together; Either way, you'll arrive pale and leave quenched. What am I?
Answer: A well.
“Your ohs”: The interjection “oh, well” uses “well” as a conversational filler. “Your wishes”: A “wishing well” is where people toss coins and make wishes. “Your life force”: Wells hold water, essential for life; drinking from a well sustains you. “Your death gasp”: “Farewell” (said at life’s end) contains “well,” and grief often “wells up” as tears. “You can visit me”: A literal water well is a place you go to draw water. “We can get stuck together”: “As well” means “together/also,” and “well… well” is a phrase people repeat when stuck or hesitating. “Arrive pale and leave quenched”: A pun on “pail/pale”—you come with a pail to the well and leave with thirst quenched and the pail filled; or you come looking drained (“pale”) and leave revived by water. All clues point to “well” through its literal meaning (water source) and its many idiomatic uses.
Riddle:
My name starts with "rain" and ends with the first letter of my name. I get mistaken for other things a lot. I am usually present in children's stories. I am usually flying in mid-air too. What am I?
Answer: Santa's reindeer.
Riddle:
My head and tail both equal are, My middle slender as a bee. Whether I stand on head or heel Is quite the same to you or me. But if my head should be cut off, The matter's true, though passing strange Directly I to nothing change.
What Am I?
Answer: The figure eight.
Riddle:
Ripped from my mother's womb, Beaten and burned, I become a blood-thirsty slayer. What am I?
Answer: Iron ore.
Riddle:
I can press without fingers, pull juice from fruit, or show you love with a short embrace. What am I?
Answer: Squeeze.
It’s a wordplay on the different meanings of “squeeze.” “Press without fingers” points to applying pressure in general (like squeezing a stress ball or a trigger). “Pull juice from fruit” is literal—squeezing an orange or lemon. “Show you love with a short embrace” nods to a quick affectionate hug often called “a squeeze.” All three clues converge on the action and noun “squeeze.”
Riddle:
I am a holiday, of course, celebrated in December, I am celebrated until New Year, People who celebrate me are considered Evil by many Religions, what am I?
Answer: I am Yule!
Riddle:
I sound a color,
But that's the old me;
I grow near the water;
I'm what your doing.
What am I?
Answer: Read/Reed
Riddle:
When young, I am sweet in the sun.
When middle-aged, I make you gay.
When old, I am valued more than ever.
What am I?
Answer: Wine.
Riddle:
I am filled with hotness. I don't mind how hot water is.
What am I?
Answer: A hot water bottle.
Riddle:
One way I'm loose, one way I'm tight;
Out with left, in with right.
What am I?
Answer: Screw/Screwdriver.
Riddle:
I am as deep as the sea, but only exist in your mind. What am I?
Answer: A notion (= An ocean).
Riddle:
In shadows it dances, in daylight, it gleams, Found in the echoes of both waking and dreams. It lingers in whispers, a secret untold, In the tapestry of tales, its threads unfold. It weaves through the chapters of joy and despair, A silent companion in the heart’s deep lair. From the mountain’s proud peak to the valley so low, It flows with the rivers that steadily grow. It’s sung in the songs of the ages gone by, A constant companion, though silent, oh my! What am I?
Answer: The letter R.
Riddle:
Black and Blue. Red and Green. Yellow and Blue. Green and Grey. I am all colours. You can try to get close to me, but you can't escape my vision. If you get greedy, you will try to take your colours for yourself, but before you know it, I will be eating you for lunch. What am I?
Answer: A Chameleon.
Riddle:
My full powers come when my makers are dead; I await a heavy hat to put on my head. What am I?
Answer: Prince.
