"What Am I?" Riddles with Answers

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?

Glittering points that downward thrust, Sparkling spears that never rust.

Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, All day I will follow no matter how fast you run, Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun...

What falls, but never breaks? What Breaks, but never falls?

I am, in truth, a yellow fork From tables in the sky By inadvertent fingers dropped The awful cutlery cry. Of mansions never quite...

I am the beginning of everything, the end of time and space, the beginning of every end, and the end of every place. What am I?

Pearl white chest without key or lid. Inside of which golden treasure is hid. What am I?

Sometimes I am liked, Sometimes I am hated. Usually I am old, Usually I am dated.

You do not want me but If you get me you do not want to lose me

Sounds like he works on public transportation but he really works in a restaurant.

Sometimes I am loved, Usually by the young. Other times I am dreaded, Mostly by the old ones. I am hard to remember, Also hard to...

This company makes billions of dollars selling Windows.

What is in seasons, seconds, centuries and minutes but not in decades, years or days?

Fill my bucket, spill my bucket, Over a plane of snow. Black the track as I look back, My footsteps talk but make no sound. What a...

I will be nice, if you see pics thrice. I bear fruit of trees, sometimes in 3's. I am but an arm's length in front of you. What am...

I am black of eye and bright of hair And my feet are firmly in the ground. I love the sun upon my face And I follow it around. Whe...

I dig out tiny caves, and store gold and silver in them. I build bridges out of silver, Make crowns out of gold, But everyone is a...

I sit on a bridge. Some people will look through me while others wonder what I hide. What am I?

My tines are long. My tines are short. My tines end ere My first report. What am I?

The land was white the seed was black it'll take a good scholar to riddle me that. What is it?

I can be smooth as silk when you touch me Yet hard as rock when you hit me I can be crystal clear Or dark as pitch I can be still...

I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt....