What Am I Riddles to Tickle your Brain
I have a name, but it isn't my name.
My face shows signs of age.
I always mean the same thing, no matter what I say.
I'm born in mourning, and I last 'til the end of days.
Men plant me, but I never grow.
They run from me, but I never move.
They look at me and see their future, rotting in the fields where I bloom.
What am I?
Two sisters are we, one is dark and one is fair
In twin towers dwelling we're quite the pair
One from land and one from sea
Tell us truly, who are we?
What you're looking for ... I'll hide it from you.
However if you ask, I'll lead you right through.
You're tempted to cross me, an act I won't prevent.
If chosen too soon, may come with regret.
If I'm not there you're mad, you ask for me to be.
This time for a change, I'll be right behind me.
A boy and his father are involved in a traffic accident, and the father dies. The boy is rushed to hospital, suffering from injuries. The Head Surgeon is called to operate, but on seeing the boy, immediately declares: “I cannot operate. This boy is my son.” How is this possible?
The man who makes it doesn’t use it; the man who buys it doesn’t need it; the man who uses it doesn’t know it. What is it?
I love to dance and twist and prance, I shake my tail, as away I sail, wingless I fly into the sky. What am I?
He has one and a person has two,
a citizen has three and a human being has four,
a personality has five and an inhabitant of earth has six.
What am I?
Take away my first letter and I remain the same.
Take away my last letter and I remain unchanged.
Remove all my letters and I’m still me.
What am I?
A couple sharing five a piece,
Stretching, spreading, loudly meet,
We are known to often calm,
And yet were better known to harm,
To help and build, our team often,
Connects us to the minds of men.
What are we?
I can be long, or I can be short.
I can be grown, and I can be bought.
I can be painted, or left bare.
I can be round, or square.
What am I?