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.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!
What are the dark clouds full of? (a) Snow (b) Dust (c) Rain (d) Smoke -
2.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.
What do her hands do when a button is lost? (a) Plant the seeds (b) Knead the dough (c) Plait my hair (d) Stitch my shirt -
3.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 bag (d) A bowl -
4.My father’s bicycle is black and old,
Its bell is rusty, but its heart is gold.
It carried milk cans down the lane,
In blazing sun and pouring rain.
It took me to my school each day,
And never once complained, I say.
Now Father says it’s time to rest,
But I still think this bike’s the best.
What did the bicycle carry down the lane? (a) Water pots (b) Milk cans (c) Vegetables (d) School books -
5.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) Near the school (c) Over the river (d) Inside the house -
6.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!”
Which word rhymes with “line”? (a) dark (b) snore (c) pine (d) near -
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.
What does “A hundred summers it has seen” tell us? (a) The tree is tiny (b) The tree is very old (c) The tree is dying (d) It is always summer -
8.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.
Which word rhymes with “tea”? (a) air (b) free (c) true (d) snow -
9.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.
Which word rhymes with “rest”? (a) best (b) frost (c) row (d) lost -
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.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 desert (b) High in the hills (c) By the sea (d) In a big city -
12.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!
What do they sit on? (a) A wooden bench (b) A soft sofa (c) A rope cot (d) The old jute sack
Answer key
- Rain
- Stitch my shirt
- A tray
- Milk cans
- Above the temple tower
- pine
- The tree is very old
- free
- best
- Loves them most
- High in the hills
- The old jute sack
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