What Am I
Riddles where you have to find out what is being described.
I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit, never alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, waiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?
I travel all around the world but never leave the corner. What am I?
I am the black child of a white father, like a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief. On my birth I am dissolved into air. What am I?
Pronounced as one letter, and written with three, two letters there are, and two only in me. I'm double, I'm single, I'm black, blue, and gray, I'm read from both ends, the same either way.
What am I?
What am I?
At night they come without being fetched, and by day they are lost without being stolen. What are they?
In a marble hall white as milk, lined with skin as soft as silk, within a fountain crystal-clear a golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in to steal its gold.
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg, I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg, I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole, I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole. What am I?
Alive without breath. As cold as death. Never thirsty, Ever drinking. Clad in mail, Never clinking. Drowns on dry land. Thinks an island, Is a mountain. Thinks a fountain, Is a puff of air. What am I?
This thing devours all things: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down. What am I?