Poems riddles for teens

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

Glittering points That downward thrust, Sparkling spears That never rust.

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?

What always runs, but never walks, often murmurs, never talks, has a bed, but never sleeps, has a mouth, but never eats?

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?

Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet I easily fly. Present in sun, but not in rain. Doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What Am I?

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 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.

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

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?