30 Riddles about the Sun

Feeling a little burnt out?

Well, this isn’t going to be one of those shade-throwing quizzes. Today, we’re basking in the glory of our favorite star (don’t worry, space nerds, I know it’s not technically a star) – the Sun!

This giant ball of fire has been keeping things bright and warm for ages, and it’s full of mysteries waiting to be unraveled.

Just grab your sunglasses (metaphorically, these riddles are bright!) and get ready to test your knowledge with riddles that will have you saying “Sun”s out, puns out!”

Sun-Themed Riddles

I am not a star, yet I shine bright. Seen in the day, but not at night. What am I?
You feel me on your face, but I’m not a touch. I’m far away in space, yet I mean so much. What am I?
I rise in the East and set in the West. Without me, the world would never be at its best. What am I?
I’m in the sky, but not a cloud in sight. I give warmth and light, making your day bright. What am I?
With rays that are bold, I chase away cold. Bringing light to the day, in a powerful way. What am I?
I’m the king of the day, without me, you’d lose your way. I light up the world with my golden ray. What am I?
I have no wings, but I can fly high. Seen during the day, but at night, I say goodbye. What am I?
In summer I’m strong, in winter I’m weak. Brightening your days, every day of the week. What am I?
I’m sometimes hidden when clouds are near, but when I’m out, the sky is clear. I bring warmth and cheer. What am I?
I’m often drawn with a face, but I’m not a person indeed. I bring light to the human race, fulfilling a vital need. What am I?
I wear sunglasses at dawn, but I’m not a person cool. I’m what you wait for, every morn, after the night’s long lull. What am I?
With beams that glow, I help plants grow. I’m high above, often loved. What am I?
I’m the artist of morning skies, painting with light before your eyes. Not a bird, but I often fly. What am I?
When I’m around, shadows play. But when I hide, they fade away. I’m essential for the day. What am I?
I don’t have hands, but I can wave. I’m most admired on a clear day. Shining brightly, I never stray. What am I?
Every day I make a trip, from east to west, I never slip. What am I?
I am the eye in the sky, not a spy but I never lie. My gaze is warm, my presence norm. What am I?
Closer to Earth, yet not a bird. My absence causes night, have you heard? What am I?
I’m a giant ball of fire, in space I sit higher and higher. A source of light, making your day bright. What am I?
I can make you glow, but I’m not a lamp. I rise and set, I’m a day’s stamp. What am I?
I’m a star, but not in a movie. I’m far away, yet my light’s groovy. What am I?
I am a circle of light, but not a bulb in sight. I rule the day, with my mighty ray. What am I?
I play hide and seek with the moon, but I’m always back soon. I’m not a star that’s far. What am I?
I make the day; I break the night. With my light, I make sight bright. What am I?
Not a firefly, but I light the sky. In my absence, the stars reply. What am I?
I’m a celestial ball, not small at all. I heat the day, in a mighty way. What am I?
With no water, I still make waves. In my presence, no one craves. What am I?
Not a candle, but I flicker at dawn. Bringing new light, as a new day is born. What am I?
I can be blinding, but I’m not a flashlight. I’m natural and bright, a truly heavenly sight. What am I?
I’m the reason for seasons, though I don’t change reasons. A constant in the sky, on me, you rely. What am I?