Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6
Reading tip (What the poet sees and feels): Read the whole poem aloud once. Find the lines that answer the question. For feelings, look for feeling words; for meaning, read the line around the word.
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1.Beside the village well it stands,
With roots that hang like old men’s hands.
The farmers rest beneath its shade,
Where children’s games and swings are made.
The parrots chatter on its crown,
The squirrels scamper up and down.
A hundred summers it has seen,
And still its leaves are fresh and green.
What are the hanging roots compared to? (a) Snakes (b) Rivers (c) Old men’s hands (d) Ropes -
2.Ayesha lives across the street,
We share our pencils, share our treats.
When I was sick with fever high,
She brought me notes and said, “Don’t cry.”
We sometimes fight about a game,
But by the evening, we’re the same.
A friend is like a shady tree,
That’s always there for you and me.
What did Ayesha bring when the poet was sick? (a) Sweets (b) Medicine (c) Notes (d) Flowers -
3.A little lamp of clay I made,
I gave it oil, a cotton braid.
On Diwali night I lit its flame,
And soon the whole street did the same.
A thousand lights began to glow,
On rooftops high and doorsteps low.
One little lamp can light the way,
For darkness never wins the day.
What was the lamp made of? (a) Clay (b) Brass (c) Silver (d) Glass -
4.When the power goes and the night is black,
We gather round on the old jute sack.
Grandfather lights a candle stub,
And tells of a tiger and her cub,
Of a clever crow and a foolish king,
Of a magic flute and a golden ring.
We hardly notice the hours fly,
Until the lights come back — oh my!
When does the family gather round? (a) When it rains (b) On Sundays (c) When the power goes (d) After dinner -
5.On Tuesday comes the weekly haat,
With pots and pans and this and that.
The bangles clink, the sellers shout,
“Fresh tomatoes! Come, come out!”
A juggler throws six balls up high,
A red balloon floats to the sky.
I spend my coins on jalebi sweet,
Then walk back home on tired feet.
How many balls does the juggler throw? (a) Ten (b) Three (c) Six (d) Four -
6.Some clouds are fluffy, soft and white,
They sail like ships in morning light.
Some clouds are dark and full of rain,
They rumble over hill and plain.
Some stretch like feathers, thin and high,
Brushed gently on the summer sky.
I lie on the grass and watch them go,
A lion, a ship, a fat buffalo!
Which animal shapes does the poet see? (a) A bear and a deer (b) A tiger and a cow (c) A lion and a buffalo (d) A cat and a dog -
7.Beside the village well it stands,
With roots that hang like old men’s hands.
The farmers rest beneath its shade,
Where children’s games and swings are made.
The parrots chatter on its crown,
The squirrels scamper up and down.
A hundred summers it has seen,
And still its leaves are fresh and green.
Who rests beneath its shade? (a) The parrots (b) The cows (c) The teachers (d) The farmers -
8.We dug a patch behind the hall,
Beside the old brick boundary wall.
We sowed some beans, some okra too,
And watered them till they grew and grew.
Then caterpillars came to munch,
They ate our leaves for breakfast, lunch!
We did not spray, we picked them out,
And now our garden’s green throughout.
How did they get rid of the caterpillars? (a) Picked them out (b) Sprayed poison (c) Burnt the leaves (d) Called a farmer -
9.Some clouds are fluffy, soft and white,
They sail like ships in morning light.
Some clouds are dark and full of rain,
They rumble over hill and plain.
Some stretch like feathers, thin and high,
Brushed gently on the summer sky.
I lie on the grass and watch them go,
A lion, a ship, a fat buffalo!
How are the feather-like clouds described? (a) Dark and low (b) Fat and round (c) Thin and high (d) Soft and wet -
10.My grandmother’s hands are wrinkled and brown,
They knead the dough when the sun goes down.
They plait my hair before I go,
They plant the seeds in a tidy row.
They stitch my shirt when a button is lost,
They warm my cheeks in the winter frost.
Her hands are old, but they never rest,
Of all the hands, I love hers best.
How does the poet feel about grandmother’s hands? (a) Does not care (b) Finds them ugly (c) Is afraid of them (d) Loves them most -
11.With coloured powder in a tray,
I start my rangoli at break of day.
A dot, a line, a curve, a swirl,
A peacock’s tail begins to twirl.
Red and yellow, green and white,
I fill each petal, neat and bright.
My little brother claps with glee,
“Now make a rangoli just for me!”
What is the coloured powder kept in? (a) A tray (b) A box (c) A bowl (d) A bag -
12.High in the hills where the cold winds blow,
Our little village sleeps in snow.
The yaks stand still with frosty hair,
The smoke curls up in the morning air.
We melt the ice to boil our tea,
And count the stars that shine for free.
The city has its lights, it’s true,
But we have mountains, white and blue.
Where is the village? (a) By the sea (b) High in the hills (c) In a desert (d) In a big city
Answer key
- Old men’s hands
- Notes
- Clay
- When the power goes
- Six
- A lion and a buffalo
- The farmers
- Picked them out
- Thin and high
- Loves them most
- A tray
- High in the hills
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