Rhyming Riddles

Welcome to our world of rhyming riddles! Today, we’re rolling out riddles that rhyme, perfect for anyone who enjoys puzzling out answers while having fun with language. Whether you’re looking for a light mental workout or just a few moments of fun, our rhyming riddles promise to deliver smiles and maybe a few head-scratchers.

They’re simple enough for kids yet engaging enough to entertain adults. So, get ready to test your wit and let these rhyming riddles tickle your brain and your funny bone! What do you think can you guess them all? Let’s find out!

Rhyming Riddles with Answers

I fly without feathers, I cry without eyes. Whenever I go, the darkness flies. What am I?

Answer: A cloud.

A container without hinges, lock or a key, yet a golden treasure lies inside me. What am I?

Answer: An egg.

Before my birth I have a name, but soon as born I lose the same; and when I’m laid within the tomb, I do my father’s name assume; I change my name three days together, yet live but on in any weather.

Answer: Today.

I am easy to see, but no one likes looking at me. Without me, there would be no you. I can make you complain, or make you happy. But you almost always take me for granted. What am I?

Answer: Sun.

What has a ring that does not glow, speaks without a voice wherever it goes?

Answer: A telephone.

I’m not a priest but I can preach, clap without hands is how I teach. What am I?

Answer: Thunder.

It can be cracked, it can be made, it can be told, it can be played. What is it?

Answer: A joke.

With pointed fangs it sits in wait, with piercing force it doles out fate, over bloodless victims proclaiming its might, eternally joining in a single bite. What is it?

Answer: A stapler.

I’m light as a feather, yet no man can hold me long. What am I?

Answer: Breath.

To unravel me, you need a key, no key that was made by locksmith’s hand, but a key that only I will understand. What am I?

Answer: A cipher.

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?

Answer: An echo.

I have lakes with no water, mountains with no stone and cities with no buildings. What am I?

Answer: A map.

I’m taken from a mine, and shut up in a wooden case, from which I am never released, and yet I am used by almost every person. What am I?

Answer: Pencil lead.

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 remain whole, I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole. What am I?

Answer: A snake.

The one who makes it, sells it. The one who buys it, never uses it. The one who uses it, never knows they’re using it. What is it?

Answer: A coffin.

A precious stone, as clear as diamond. Seek it out while the sun’s near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with its power, try to keep it, and it’ll vanish in an hour. What is it?

Answer: Ice.

Alive without breath, as cold as death; never thirsty, ever drinking, all in mail never clinking. What am I?

Answer: A fish.

Forward I am heavy, but backward I am not. What am I?

Answer: The word “ton.”

Different lights do make me strange, thus into different sizes I will change. What am I?

Answer: A pupil.

I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?

Answer: Gold.

I am not alive, but I grow; I don’t have lungs, but I need air; I don’t have a mouth, but water kills me. What am I?

Answer: Fire.

I am seen in the water if seen in the sky, I am in the rainbow, a jay’s feather, and lapis lazuli. What am I?

Answer: The color blue.

Often held, but never touched. Always wet, but never rusts. Often bites, but seldom bit. To use me well, you must have wit. What am I?

Answer: A tongue.

I go up and down, but still remain in the same place. What am I?

Answer: Stairs.

I have towns, but no houses. Lakes, but no water. Forests, yet no trees. I have maps, but am not a world. What am I?

Answer: A puzzle.

I am the beginning of the end, and the end of time and space. I am essential to creation, and I surround every place. What am I?

Answer: The letter E.

My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick; Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe. What am I?

Answer: A candle.

I have keys but open no locks, I have space but no room, you can enter but can’t go outside. What am I?

Answer: A keyboard.

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

Answer: Footsteps.

I dance on one foot and know only one shape. Something I follow, but I’m not a snake. What am I?

Answer: A compass.

I am not a wife, but I am known to wear a ring. I am always at work, but never working. What am I?

Answer: A phone.

I can be cracked, I can be played, I can be told, I can be made. What am I?

Answer: A joke.

What flies without wings and cries without eyes?

Answer: A cloud.

Sharp as a dagger, yet clear as glass; if I should fall, then none shall pass. What am I?

Answer: Ice.

Soft and plump, I’ll be right here. Throughout your dreams, you’ll keep me near. I’ll keep you comfy all through the night, and you’ll leave me here in the morning light. What am I?

Answer: A pillow.

What begins and has no end, and is the beginning of the end of time and space?

Answer: The letter E.

I speak without a voice, I listen without ears. I have nobody, but I come alive with the wind. What am I?

Answer: An echo.

Though my beauty is becoming I can hurt you just the same;I come in many colors; I am what I am by any other name.

Answer: Rose.

I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?

Answer: Water.

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?

Answer: A reflection.

I am always hungry, I must always be fed, the finger I touch will soon turn red. What am I?

Answer: Fire.

I wave all day but never tire, at the end of the day, I retire. What am I?

Answer: A flag.

My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick; Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe. What am I?

Answer: A candle.

I dance on one foot and know only one shape. Something I follow, but I’m not a snake. What am I?

Answer: A compass.

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?

Answer: A reflection.

I am always hungry, I must always be fed, the finger I touch will soon turn red. What am I?

Answer: Fire.

I wave all day but never tire, at the end of the day, I retire. What am I?

Answer: A flag.

I speak without a voice, I listen without ears. I have nobody, but I come alive with the wind. What am I?

Answer: An echo.

Sharp as a dagger, yet clear as glass; if I should fall, then none shall pass. What am I?

Answer: Ice.

I am not a wife, but I am known to wear a ring. I am always at work, but never working. What am I?

Answer: A phone.

Rhyming Riddles

Rhyming Riddles with Answers

I fly without feathers, I cry without eyes. Whenever I go, the darkness flies. What am I?

A container without hinges, lock or a key, yet a golden treasure lies inside me. What am I?

Before my birth I have a name, but soon as born I lose the same; and when I’m laid within the tomb, I do my father’s name assume; I change my name three days together, yet live but on in any weather.

I am easy to see, but no one likes looking at me. Without me, there would be no you. I can make you complain, or make you happy. But you almost always take me for granted. What am I?

What has a ring that does not glow, speaks without a voice wherever it goes?

I’m not a priest but I can preach, clap without hands is how I teach. What am I?

It can be cracked, it can be made, it can be told, it can be played. What is it?

With pointed fangs it sits in wait, with piercing force it doles out fate, over bloodless victims proclaiming its might, eternally joining in a single bite. What is it?

I’m light as a feather, yet no man can hold me long. What am I?

To unravel me, you need a key, no key that was made by locksmith’s hand, but a key that only I will understand. What am I?

I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?

I have lakes with no water, mountains with no stone and cities with no buildings. What am I?

I’m taken from a mine, and shut up in a wooden case, from which I am never released, and yet I am used by almost every person. 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 remain whole, I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole. What am I?

The one who makes it, sells it. The one who buys it, never uses it. The one who uses it, never knows they’re using it. What is it?

A precious stone, as clear as diamond. Seek it out while the sun’s near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with its power, try to keep it, and it’ll vanish in an hour. What is it?

Alive without breath, as cold as death; never thirsty, ever drinking, all in mail never clinking. What am I?

Forward I am heavy, but backward I am not. What am I?

Different lights do make me strange, thus into different sizes I will change. What am I?

I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?

I am not alive, but I grow; I don’t have lungs, but I need air; I don’t have a mouth, but water kills me. What am I?

I am seen in the water if seen in the sky, I am in the rainbow, a jay’s feather, and lapis lazuli. What am I?

Often held, but never touched. Always wet, but never rusts. Often bites, but seldom bit. To use me well, you must have wit. What am I?

I go up and down, but still remain in the same place. What am I?

I have towns, but no houses. Lakes, but no water. Forests, yet no trees. I have maps, but am not a world. What am I?

I am the beginning of the end, and the end of time and space. I am essential to creation, and I surround every place. What am I?

My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick; Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe. What am I?

I have keys but open no locks, I have space but no room, you can enter but can’t go outside. What am I?

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

I dance on one foot and know only one shape. Something I follow, but I’m not a snake. What am I?

I am not a wife, but I am known to wear a ring. I am always at work, but never working. What am I?

I can be cracked, I can be played, I can be told, I can be made. What am I?

What flies without wings and cries without eyes?

Sharp as a dagger, yet clear as glass; if I should fall, then none shall pass. What am I?

Soft and plump, I’ll be right here. Throughout your dreams, you’ll keep me near. I’ll keep you comfy all through the night, and you’ll leave me here in the morning light. What am I?

What begins and has no end, and is the beginning of the end of time and space?

I speak without a voice, I listen without ears. I have nobody, but I come alive with the wind. What am I?

Though my beauty is becoming I can hurt you just the same;I come in many colors; I am what I am by any other name.

I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?

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?

I am always hungry, I must always be fed, the finger I touch will soon turn red. What am I?

I wave all day but never tire, at the end of the day, I retire. What am I?

My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick; Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe. What am I?

I dance on one foot and know only one shape. Something I follow, but I’m not a snake. What am I?

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?

I am always hungry, I must always be fed, the finger I touch will soon turn red. What am I?

I wave all day but never tire, at the end of the day, I retire. What am I?

I speak without a voice, I listen without ears. I have nobody, but I come alive with the wind. What am I?

Sharp as a dagger, yet clear as glass; if I should fall, then none shall pass. What am I?

I am not a wife, but I am known to wear a ring. I am always at work, but never working. What am I?

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