Poems riddles

You bury me when I am alive, and dig me up when I die. What am I?

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

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?

Four jolly men sat down to play, and played all night till break of day. They played for gold and not for fun, with separate scores for every one. Yet when they came to square accounts, they all had made quite fair amounts! Can you the paradox explain? If no one lost, how could all gain?

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.

My antlers tower above my head. Where I live it’s cold all year. I can pull a sled or pack a load. You call me a ?

I go around in circles, but always go straight ahead. I never ever complain, no matter where I am lead

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?

Die without me, Never thank me. Walk right through me, Never feel me. Always watching, Never speaking. Always lurking, Never seen.

I drift forever with the current down these long canals they've made. Tame, yet wild, I run elusive, multitasking to your aid. Before I came, the world was darker. Colder, sometimes, rougher, true. But though I might make living easy, I'm good at killing people too.