Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 276 · 12 questions

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.

1. 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 knife (c) A hammer (d) His fingers
2. 2.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.
   
   Which word rhymes with “crown”? (a) shade (b) green (c) seen (d) down
3. 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 does “claps with glee” tell us about the brother? (a) He is sleepy (b) He is happy (c) He is angry (d) He is scared
4. 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!”
   
   What does the train do through the dark? (a) Rattles (b) Stops (c) Flies (d) Sleeps
5. 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 was the lamp made of? (a) Brass (b) Glass (c) Clay (d) Silver
6. 6.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 got longer (b) A bird ate it (c) It turned red (d) It broke
7. 7.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
8. 8.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) Old men’s hands (b) Rivers (c) Snakes (d) Ropes
9. 9.The waves come running up the sand,
   They tickle toes and touch my hand.
   They leave behind a shell or two,
   Some pink, some white, and one bright blue.
   The fishing boats go out at dawn,
   And come back home when day is gone.
   The seagulls cry, the breezes blow,
   I wish I never had to go.
   
   What colours are the shells? (a) Black and grey (b) Pink, white and blue (c) Only white (d) Red, green and gold
10. 10.Tap, tap, tap on the old tin roof,
    The rain is drumming, here’s the proof.
    It patters soft, then pounds like drums,
    And then a sudden silence comes.
    A frog croaks out beneath the shed,
    My cat curls up beside my bed.
    I pull my blanket to my chin,
    And hear the music, safe within.
    
    What does the rain pound like? (a) Bells (b) Hammers (c) Feet (d) Drums
11. 11.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.
    
    On which day is the weekly haat? (a) Sunday (b) Tuesday (c) Friday (d) Monday
12. 12.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) Smoke (d) Rain

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