Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 321 · 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.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.
   
   When do the fishing boats go out? (a) At night (b) In the evening (c) At noon (d) At dawn
2. 2.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 a school day (c) On Holi morning (d) On Diwali night
3. 3.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 is a friend compared to? (a) A cosy shawl (b) A shady tree (c) A tall wall (d) A bright star
4. 4.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) Loves them most (b) Finds them ugly (c) Is afraid of them (d) Does not care
5. 5.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) Vegetables (b) Water pots (c) Milk cans (d) School books
6. 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 city does the train reach in the morning? (a) Chennai (b) Mumbai (c) Kolkata (d) Delhi
7. 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.
   
   How long did the kite climb? (a) For one minute (b) For half an hour (c) For two hours (d) For a whole day
8. 8.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 the brother ask for? (a) Some sweets (b) A rangoli for him (c) A peacock feather (d) A new tray
9. 9.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 rope cot (b) A soft sofa (c) The old jute sack (d) A wooden bench
10. 10.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.
    
    What does the poet spend coins on? (a) Balloons (b) Jalebi (c) Bangles (d) Toys
11. 11.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 are grandmother’s hands described? (a) Soft and pink (b) Smooth and white (c) Cold and blue (d) Wrinkled and brown
12. 12.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) row (b) best (c) frost (d) lost

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