Medium Riddles

Who is it that rows quickly with four oars but never comes out under his own roof?

I have a thousand wheels, but move I do not. Call me what I am, call me a lot.

When is 1500 plus 20 and 1600 minus 40 the same thing?

You can have it, and be at it,
But it never lasts forever.

When they are caught, they are thrown away.
When they escape, you itch all day.

What is lengthened by being cut at both ends?

A fruit on a tree. A tree on a fruit.

What gets broken without being hold?

It produces a flower but it is not its fruit; it produces branches which are its fruit.

We chop its feet; we drink its blood.

What has feet and legs and nothing else?

I wear a red coat and have a stone in my throat. What am I?

What can be right but never wrong?

What goes in the water red, and comes out black?

You'll have me at night and if you remove the first letter I denote the top, such as on a train.

You use a knife to slice my head and weep beside me when I am dead. What am I?

Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies won't rot!

I grow for a surface, even if you cut me. I continue to grow even after death.

What do people want the least on their hands?

I have no wings but I fly, I have no teeth but I bite. What am I?

From that which comes within itself,
It builds its table on my shelf.

Three little letters, a paradox to some.
The worse that it is, the better it becomes.

Not a burden for its weight and daily carried out,
He who takes it wishes it had never come about.

I am everywhere.
Nothing can compare.
Run and hide and I will still be there
Because everything is mine to share.
No need to seek me out,
Though, you may just run out.
What am I?

My coat keeps me safe
From damage that's near.
I cause you happiness, sadness,
Anticipation and fear.
On the outside, I am put under judgment of price.
But my insides have far more value
That not even MONEY can suffice.

My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow.
My second is in blade, forged in cold steel.
My third is in arbalest, and also in arrows.
My fourth is in power, plunged through a shield.
My fifth is in honor, and also in vows
My last will put an end to it all.

Flour of England, fruit of Spain,
Met together in a shower of rain;
Put in a bag tied round with a string,
If you'll tell me this riddle, I'll give you a ring.

Tool of thief, toy of queen.
Always used to be unseen.
Sign of joy, sign of sorrow.
Giving all likeness borrowed.

More precious than gold, but cannot be bought,
Can never be sold, only earned if it's sought,
If it is broken it can still be mended,
At birth it can't start nor by death is it ended.

Above all things have I been placed
Thus have I, a man disgraced.
I describe sunlight or lock
But after all, I'm just a rock.

A serpent swam in a silver urn,
A golden bird did in its mouth abide,
The serpent drank the water, this in turn,
Killed the serpent. Then the gold bird died.

It's in your hand though you cannot feel it.
Only you and time can reveal it.

I go around in circles, But always straight ahead
Never complain, No matter where I am led.

Hands she has but does not hold,
teeth she has but does not bite,
feet she has but they are cold,
eyes she has but without sight.
Who is she?

Faster than a twitch!
Fly with me to the Pitch!
With a seeker, a keeper,
Or a chaser, a beater,
Wizard or witch;
I play a mean game of Quidditch.
What am I?

I'm not man's best friend, I'm their enemy,
I can mark your end, yet you do not see me,
I am very small, but very tough,
If you have me, then you have it rough.

Within, I clean all that is bad and is old.
I make juice that's the color of gold.
Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.

Oh how I love my dancing feet!
They stay together - oh so neat.
And when I want to walk a line,
They all stay together and do double time.
I count them up, ten times or more,
And race on-off, across the floor.

My sides are firmly laced about,
Yet nothing is within;
You'll think my head is strange indeed,
Being nothing else but skin.

Lovely and round, I shine with pale light,
Grown in the darkness, a lady's delight.

Large as a mountain, small as a pea,
Endlessly swimming in a waterless sea.

Deep, deep, do they go.
Spreading out as they go.
Never needing any air.
They are sometimes as fine as hair.

I'm a very valuable thing to have.
Use me right now, you should.
Yet if you cut off my hindquarters,
I'd be but a piece of wood.
What am I?

I'm a word, six letters long; I sometimes enter with a gong.
All in order from A to Z, I start with the letter B.
What is the word?

Alight or in dark, my face is a leer.
In a field with my brothers, you'll find me without bother,
For that autumn day is mine.

I have a title and many pages
I am a genteel of genteel descent
I am a killer veteran of war
I am a slave to my lord
Pledged to his service.

I have a leg but I do not move,
A face but no expression,
Be it wind or rain I stay outside.
What am I?

As beautiful as the setting sun,
As delicate as the morning dew;
An angel's dusting from the stars,
That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
What am I?

Everyone has it.
Those who have it least don't know that they have it.
Those who have it most wish they had less of it,
But not too little or none at all.

A three-letter word I'm sure you know,
I can be on a boat or a sleigh in the snow,
I'm pals with the rain and honor a king,
But my favorite use is attached to a string.
What am I?

I follow the orders of only two.
I respect the work of only two.
I am in constant battles with many,
Though one surpassed them all.
With forces joined,
We created hell,
Until our mutual enemy fell.
Who am I?

I am rather large and usually majestic.
I am every hue of the rainbow
I can eat you, I may heat you,
You only wish you could see me.
What am I?

It may only be given,
Not taken or bought,
What the sinner desires,
But the saint does not.

Screaming, soaring seeking sky.
Flowers of fire flying high,
Eastern art from ancient time,
Name me now and solve this rhyme.

There's no reason to fear
If you see me lurking here
Even though I shouldn't exist
But few might have missed
That I'm not at all real
Because nothing can conceal
The fact that I'm something
That's not at all living
What am I?

I look flat, but I am deep,
Hidden realms I shelter.
Lives I take, but food I offer.
At times I am beautiful.
I can be calm, angry and turbulent.
I have no heart, but offer pleasure as well as death.
No man can own me, yet I encompass what all men must have.

There is a word in the English language in which the first two letters signify a male, the first three letters signify a female, the first four signify a great man, and the whole word, a great woman.
What is the word?

I have one eye,
See near and far,
I hold the moments you treasure,
And the things that make you weep.

A harvest sown and reaped on the same day
In an unplowed field,
Which increases without growing,
Remains whole though it is eaten
Within and without,
Is useless and yet
The staple of nations.

Although I'm not an insect, some people found me very difficult to exterminate. They called me something like 'insane priest.' The first half of my name means the same as 'scrape,' & my last three letters are a metal. Who am I?

The more you take from me, the bigger I get. What am I?

What demands an answer, but asks no question?

What English word retains the same pronunciation, even after you take away four of its five letters?

When it was young, it had a tail. When it grew up, it had knees.

What has ten letters and starts with gas?

What makes a loud noise when changing its jacket, becomes larger but weighs less?

I'm named after nothing, though I'm awfully clamorous.
And when I'm not working, your house is less glamorous.
What am I?

Which bow can't be tied?

What loses its head every morning only to get it back every night?

What's always coming, but never arrives?

Tall when seated, short when standing.

Two birds, trying to balance in one twig.

What jumps when it walks and sits when it stands?

I am something that floats. But after a period of time I fall.

Thirty white horses on a red hill,
First they champ,
Then they stamp,
Then they stand still.

What has to be broken before you can use it?

I saw a strange creature,
Long, hard, and straight,
Thrusting in a round, dark, opening,
Preparing to discharge its load of lives,
Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it,
Then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.

All day long it's in and out. I discharge loads from my shaft. Both men and women go down on me. What am I?

What kind of street does a ghost like best?

Which tree is the most difficult to get along with?

Weight in my belly, trees on my back. Nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?

What does an old tan broken down house wear outside?

What is it that no man wants, but no man wants to lose?

What's red and bad for your teeth?

When young, I am sweet in the sun.
When middle-aged, I make you gay.
When old, I am valued more than ever.

What do you get if you put a radio in the fridge?

What can you catch but not throw?

What is a Mummy's favorite type of music?

There is a kind of fish that can never swim.
What is that?

What's the red stuff between elephant's toes?