Poems riddles

For thousands of years, Seen only in tale. The wind as a sail, For one thunderous gale. Shiny stores rich in lore, The burning temper, like Earth's core. What am I?

It caused the destruction of Troy, The worst of tragedies, And numerous maladies, Yet it is chased, desired and fought for. What is it?

Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin, Light enough to caress the sky, Hard enough to crack rocks.

I have just one, but with eight to spare, I am usually friendly, but I sometimes act like I don't care. What am I?

With thieves I consort, with the vilest, in short, I'm quite at ease in depravity; Yes all divines use me, And savants can't lose me, For I am the center of gravity.

Alive as you but without breath, As cold in my life as in my death; Never a thirst though I always drink, Dressed in a mail but never a clink.

I’m teary-eyed but never cry, silver-tongued, but never lie. double-winged, but never fly, air-cooled, but never dry. What am I?

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

Two sisters we are, 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?

I am a white box having no key or any lid. Yet there is a golden treasure inside it. What Am I ?