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.Round and round the wheel goes spinning,
A lump of clay is just beginning.
The potter’s fingers press and shape,
A pot appears, a jar, a plate.
He sets them out to dry in sun,
And bakes them hard when they are done.
From muddy earth beneath our feet,
He makes the bowls from which we eat.
What does the potter shape the clay with? (a) A brush (b) A hammer (c) A knife (d) His fingers -
2.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) In a big city (b) High in the hills (c) In a desert (d) By the sea -
3.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 tiger and a cow (b) A cat and a dog (c) A lion and a buffalo (d) A bear and a deer -
4.The night train rattles through the dark,
Past sleeping towns and a silent park.
Its windows glow, a golden line,
It whistles past the hills of pine.
Inside, the passengers softly snore,
A baby giggles near the door.
And when the morning sun is near,
It whistles, “Wake up! Delhi’s here!”
Who giggles near the door? (a) A guard (b) A driver (c) A dog (d) A baby -
5.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 did the street do after the poet lit the lamp? (a) Blew it out (b) Lit lamps too (c) Went to sleep (d) Played cricket -
6.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 does “by the evening, we’re the same” mean? (a) They go to sleep (b) They look alike (c) They fight more (d) They make up again -
7.I made a kite of red and gold,
With paper thin and string to hold.
I ran across the open ground,
And up it rose without a sound.
It danced above the temple tower,
It climbed and climbed for half an hour.
Then snap! The string broke in the breeze,
My kite flew off beyond the trees.
Where did the kite dance? (a) Above the temple tower (b) Over the river (c) Inside the house (d) Near the school -
8.The night before my maths exam,
I sat as quiet as a lamb.
The numbers danced inside my head,
They followed me right into bed.
But Mother said, “Just do your best,
Then close your eyes and get some rest.”
I slept, I woke, I wrote with care,
And found the answers waiting there.
What is the poet compared to? (a) A lamb (b) A bird (c) A lion (d) A mouse -
9.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.
When did the poet light the lamp? (a) At Eid (b) On Holi morning (c) On Diwali night (d) On a school day -
10.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) Flowers (b) Medicine (c) Sweets (d) Notes -
11.Round and round the wheel goes spinning,
A lump of clay is just beginning.
The potter’s fingers press and shape,
A pot appears, a jar, a plate.
He sets them out to dry in sun,
And bakes them hard when they are done.
From muddy earth beneath our feet,
He makes the bowls from which we eat.
Where does he set the pots to dry? (a) In the sun (b) In the rain (c) In a cupboard (d) In the river -
12.I made a kite of red and gold,
With paper thin and string to hold.
I ran across the open ground,
And up it rose without a sound.
It danced above the temple tower,
It climbed and climbed for half an hour.
Then snap! The string broke in the breeze,
My kite flew off beyond the trees.
What happened to the string in the end? (a) It broke (b) It got longer (c) It turned red (d) A bird ate it
Answer key
- His fingers
- High in the hills
- A lion and a buffalo
- A baby
- Lit lamps too
- They make up again
- Above the temple tower
- A lamb
- On Diwali night
- Notes
- In the sun
- It broke
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