Poem / What am I Riddles Case 11-20


Poetry is probably the most ancient form of literary art. Riddle also has been using poetic form since the age of mythology and folklore. Not everybody can appreciate the meaning of poetry, and even lesser who able to solve poem riddles hidden meaning.

Can you beat some of the hardest poem riddles, or What am I Riddles, below?


Poem Riddle Case 011

A donkey behind another donkey
I'm behind that second donkey
But there is a whole nation behind me
It is a murder you can describe in a word.

What am I?





Poem Riddle Case 012

No legs have I to dance,
No lungs have I to breathe,
No life have I to live or die
And yet I do all three.

What am I?




Poem Riddle Case 013

With pointed fangs it sits in wait,
With piercing force its doles out fate,
Over bloodless victims proclaiming its might,
Eternally joining in a single bite.

What am I?




Poem Riddle Case 014

What does man love more than life,
fear more then death or mortal strife,
what the poor have the rich require,
and all contented men desire.
What misers spend and spendthrifts save
and all men carry to the grave?




Poem Riddle Case 015

Weight in my belly,
Trees on my back,
Nails in my ribs,
Feet I do lack.

What am I?




Poem Riddle Case 016

I tower over the man-made plain;
My peaks scrape the heavens.
I have many brothers; in fact,
We may be as many as a hundred and seven.

We're as ancient as the oldest trees,
But not older than the hills.
We've been studied for centuries now,
But with mystery we're still filled.

What am I?




Poem Riddle Case 017

My top keeps you dry.
My sides keep you warm.
You can sleep in me

My windows are small
My door zips up.
You can fold me up and put me away.

What am I?




Poem Riddle Case 018

Voiceless I cry,
Wingless I flutter,
Toothless I bite,
Mouthless I mutter.

What am I?




Poem Riddle Case 019

Look at me.
I can bring a smile to your face,
A tear to your eye,
Or even a thought to your mind,
But I can't be seen.

What am I?




Poem Riddle Case 020

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?




Don't forget to subscribe to this site's feeds or via email so you won't miss the latest update of poem riddles or what am I riddles!


Difficulty:

Related Riddles by Category:



0 comments:

Post a Comment