Poems riddles with simple answers

I may seem real yet I am not, Once you're gone I'm often forgot. Time here stretches and it shrinks, It all depends on how you think. I may be good, I may be bad, I may be the same as one you've had. What am I?

I don't have wings, but I can fly. I don't have eyes, but I will cry! What am I?

At the sound of me, men may dream or stamp their feet. At the sound of me, women may laugh or sometimes weep.

The front of me is the source of a song Or to kiss with a fervor of love lifelong. My back is a plant fit for a queen, Crafted by needle, chemical, or machine.

To you, rude would I never be, Though I flag my tongue for all to see. What am I?

I taste sweet and juicy. I smell fruity. I feel rough and wet. I look like a bumpy ball. What am I?

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

Some people prefer them with raisins Some like them to contain chocolate chips Whichever kind of these you like though They don't last long once they've passed your lips What are they?

I am a home of knowledge, both banal and profound. In grand halls and small homes I can be found. I am a home for things of many leaves, but my many residents are not living trees. What am I?

Thirty white horses on a red hill. First they champ, Then they stamp, Then they stand still. Who are they?