Hard Riddles

I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear.

Though it be cold, I wear no clothes, the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose, And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good, I drink no cider, port, nor sack, what Providence doth send for food, I neither buy, nor sell, nor lack.

This is your stomach's way of letting you know you've neglected it.

I am a window, I am a lamp, I am clouded, I am shining, I am colored and set in white, I fill with water and overflow. I say much, but I have no words.

I hold two people together but touch only one. What am I?

Sitting down you have it, Standing up you don't.

What gets beaten, and whipped, but never cries?

I am everywhere but cannot be seen, captured or held, only heard. What am I?

You need a key to receive an answer from me. The answer you'll find is straight from your mind. What is it?

It speaks without a tongue, and listens without ears.

I'm an old relative who's hand's can't hold anything and eyes can't see anything. What am I?

What liquid can contain the soul?

I'm the start of eternity and the end of space. There are two of me in heaven and one in hell.

I am weightless, but you can see me. Put me in a bucket, and I'll make it lighter. What am I?

Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not. What am I?

Its tail is round and hollow,
Seems to get chewed a bit,
But you'll rarely see this thing
Unless the other end is lit.

Never resting, never still.
Moving silently from hill to hill.
It does not walk, run or trot.
All is cool where it is not.

This small creature kills even the largest one.

It hisses but it's not a snake.
It holds water but it's not a lake.
When it's done you hear it scream.
Pour from it and add some cream.

Bury deep,
Pile on stones,
My mind will always
Dig up them bones

A dagger thrust at my own heart, dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield, to the twisting of the blade.

The more you take of me, the more you leave behind.
What am I?

It's a game played by serious people that takes place on a global scale.

Where do cows go to dance?

I stand up tall and made of steel,
with baguettes and garlic at my heel.
I love the colours red, white and blue,
but obviously not as much as you.
I am a marvel for all to see,
though to some I am a monstrosity!
What am I?

Inside a great blue castle lives a shy young maid. She blushes in the morning and comes not out at night.

Gets rid of bad ones, short and tall. Tightens when used, one size fits all.

A young lady walked through the meadow and scattered her glass pearls. The Moon saw this, yet didn't tell her. The Sun woke up and gathered the pearls.

What is made of wood but can't be sawed?

Where do sailors take their baths?

I am a mother from a family of eight.
Spins around all day despite my weight.
Had a ninth sibling before finding out its fake.
What am I?

A precious fluid, thicker than water.

I have two hands but cannot clap.

I can honk without using a horn. What am I?

My back and belly is wood,
and my ribs is lined with leather.
I've a hole in my nose and one in my breast,
And I'm mostly used in cold weather.

Toss me out of the window. You'll find a grieving wife. Pull me back but through the door, and watch someone give life.

To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.

What's higher than the king?

As your ideas grow, I shrink. What am I?

It stands on one leg with its heart in its head. What is it?

I am an English word with 3 consecutive double letters. What am I?

Although glory but not at my best. Power will fall to me finally, when the man made me is dead. What am I?

I cannot be bought, cannot be sold, even if I'm sometimes made of gold. What am I?

There was a little heart inside a little white house, which was inside a little yellow house, which was inside a little brown house, which was inside a little green house.

What can you keep after giving it to someone?

It's been around for millions of years, but is never more than a month old. What is it?

I never was, am always to be,
No one ever saw me, nor ever will,
And yet I am the confidence of all,
To live and breathe on this terrestrial ball.
Who am I?

If you're 8 feet away from a door and with each move you advance half the distance to the door. How many moves will it take to reach the door?

There is a clothing store in Bartlesville. The owner has devised his own method of pricing items. A vest costs $20, socks cost $25, a tie costs $15 and a blouse costs $30.
Using the method, how much would a pair of underwear cost?

In the land of the green glass door there are riddles but no answers, sheets but no blankets, and books but no words. Name something found in the land of the green glass door.

A pet shop owner had a parrot with a sign on its cage that said "Parrot repeats everything it hears." A young man bought the parrot and for two weeks he spoke to it and it didn't say a word. He returned the parrot but the shopkeeper said he never lied about the parrot. How can this be?

A mother had five boys Marco, Tucker, Webster and Thomas.
Was the fifth boys name Frank, Evan or Alex?

What has wings, but can not fly.
Is enclosed, but can outside also lie.
Can open itself up, Or close itself away.
Is the place of kings and queens,
And doggerel of every means.
What is it upon which I stand?
Which can lead us to different lands.

Born at the same time as the world, destined to live as long as the world, and yet never five weeks old. What is it?

A mile from end to end,
yet as close to as a friend.
A precious commodity, freely given.
Seen on the dead and on the living.
Found on the rich, poor, short and tall,
but shared among children most of all.
What is it?

Round like a dishpan and smaller than a bathtub. But the ocean can't fill it.
What is it?

What is it that makes tears without sorrow and takes its journey to heaven?

What is it something that you always have but you always leave behind?

Big as a biscuit, deep as a cup, but even a river can't fill it up. What is it?

A hill full, a hole full; yet you cannot catch a bowl full. What is it?

I have a tongue, but cannot speak.
I have a bed but cannot sleep.
I have four legs but cannot walk.
Yet I move as you do.
What am I?

I build up castles. I tear down mountains.
I make some men blind, I help others to see.
What am I?

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?

I have a hundred legs but cannot stand, a long neck but no head; I eat the maid's life. What am I?

I have no life, but I can die.
What am I?

Sometimes I am light, sometimes I am dark. What am I?

I come in many colors, some are blue and white.
While some people annoy me, I am not much for the fight.
I live where people rarely tread,
but you will find me close to bed.
What am I?

I'm light as a feather, yet the strongest man can't hold me for more than 5 minutes. What am I?

I'm tall when I'm young and I'm short when I'm old.
What am I?

The stack just might be sent all over. Full of what's new, yet it's nearly obsolete.

What is given but kept by the giver?

What can an elephant and a shrimp both be?

What has 3 feet but cannot walk?

What is red and nailed to a wall?

We are emeralds and diamonds,
Lost by the moon;
Found by the sun,
And picked up soon.

Shifting, Shifting, Drifting deep.
Below me great and mighty cities sleep.
Swirling, Scurlling, All around.
I'm only where no water will be found.

With my pair I should be,
But I am usually alone you see,
For a monster always eats me.
Do you know what I must be?

Armless, legless, I crawl around when I'm young.
Then the time of changing sleep will come.
I will awake like a newborn, flying beast,
'till then on the remains of the dead I feast.

Early ages the iron boot tread,
With Europe at her command.
Through time power slipped and fled,
'til the creation of new holy land.
Who am I?

When set loose, I fly away,
Never so cursed, as when I go astray

At the sound of me, men may dream
Or stamp their feet
At the sound of me, women may laugh
Or sometimes weep.

A natural state, I'm sought by all.
Go with me and you shall fall.
You do me when you spend,
and you use me when you eat to no end.
What am I?

What has roots that nobody sees,
Is taller than trees,
Up, up it goes,
Yet it never grows?

If your life is cut short, I am not the one to blame.
You signed up, and your death was not my aim.
Enter our doors; there is so much to see,
We just happen to hold the key,
To adventure abound
And fun to be found
Step in our door
And see what is in store.
What am I?

My step is slow, the snow's my breath
I give the ground, a grinding death
My marching makes an end of me
Slain by sun or drowned in sea.

Black we are and much admired,
Men seek us if they are tired,
We tire the horse, comfort man,
Guess this riddle if you can.

I'm a bearer of darkness.
I'm feared and often hated.
I'm a symbol of the unwanted,
An omen that leaves you jaded.
Some people can predict my coming,
But then you'll forever see
Things lurking around corners...
Are you sure that it was me?

A leathery snake,
With a stinging bite,
I'll stay coiled up,
Unless I must fight.

Useful tool for who in darkness dwell.
Within you, corrupting like a deadly spell.

I come when the weather is at its prime,
Though, it might be wise to leave nothing on the street.
But, in the wintertime
My name is obsolete
What am I?

My thunder comes before my lightning.
My lightning comes before my rain.
And my rain dries all the ground it touches.
What am I?

You use me for multiple reasons,
I am many colored, and many shaped.
I may or may not also tell you your sexual preference.
What am I?

Looks like water, but it's heat.
Sits on sand, lays on concrete.
People have been known,
To follow it everywhere.
But it gets them no place,
And all they can do is stare.

A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard, amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass. What am I?

I am slim and tall
Many find me desirable and appealing
They touch me and I give a false good feeling
Once I shine in splendor
But only once and then no more
For many I am to die for.
What am I?

I am born in fear, raised in truth,
And I come to my own in deed.
When comes a time that I'm called forth,
I come to serve the cause of need.

On the wall, in the air,
You just want me out of your hair,
Try to catch me, but you cannot,
For my vision is thousand fold.
What am I?

What gets whiter the dirtier that it gets?

What's as small as a mouse but guards a house like a lion?

What flies around all day but never goes anywhere?