Discover Engaging Who Am I Riddles!

There was once a soldier who had a brother that was wounded in battle. But the wounded man did not have a brother. How could that...

Two bodies have I, though both joined in one. The more still I stand, the quicker I run. What am I?

I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.

Die without me, Never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. Always watching, never speaking. Always lurking, never seen.

The cost of making only the maker knows, Valueless if bought, but sometimes traded. A poor man may give one as easily as a king. W...

Alive without breath, As cold as death, Clad in mail never clinking, Never thirsty, ever drinking

What has roots as nobody sees, Is taller than trees Up, up it goes, And yet never grows?

I am always hungry, I must always be fed, The finger I touch, Will soon turn red

Until I am measured I am not known, Yet how you miss me when I have flown.

You heard me before, yet you hear me again, Then I die, untill you call me again.

A box without hinges, lock or key, yet golden treasure lies within. What is it?

I give you a group of three. One is sitting down, and will never get up. The second eats as much as is given to him, yet is always...

I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul. What am I?

When you went into the woods you got me. You hated me yet you wanted to find me. You went home with me cause you couldn't find me...

What has a neck and no head, two arms but no hands?

Three brothers share a family sport: A non-stop marathon The oldest one is fat and short And trudges slowly on The middle brother'...

It's true I bring serenity, And hang around the stars But yet I live in misery; You'll find me behind bars With thieves and villai...

I am a word of meanings three. Three ways of spelling me there be. The first is an odor, a smell if you will. The second some mone...

Two in a corner, 1 in a room, 0 in a house, but 1 in a shelter. What am I?

Five hundred begins it, five hundred ends it, Five in the middle is seen; First of all figures, the first of all letters, Take up...

I drift forever with the current down these long canals they've made, Tame, yet wild, I run elusive Multitasking to your aid. Befo...

Soft and fragile is my skin, I get my growth in mud I'm dangerous as much as pretty, for if not careful, I draw blood.

It's red, blue, purple and green, no one can reach it, not even the queen. What is it?

You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see. What am I?