Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 336 · 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 sky turned grey, the wind grew strong,
   The peacock sang its happy song.
   Then down came drops, first one, then ten,
   Then rain, and rain, and rain again!
   The dusty lanes turned into streams,
   The paper boats sailed on our dreams.
   The thirsty fields began to drink,
   And everything turned green, I think.
   
   Which word rhymes with “streams”? (a) dreams (b) drink (c) ten (d) strong
2. 2.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) A peacock feather (b) A rangoli for him (c) Some sweets (d) A new tray
3. 3.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 he do to the pots after drying them? (a) Paints them (b) Breaks them (c) Washes them (d) Bakes them hard
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) Flies (b) Sleeps (c) Rattles (d) Stops
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 did the street do after the poet lit the lamp? (a) Lit lamps too (b) Went to sleep (c) Blew it out (d) Played cricket
6. 6.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) Glass (b) Brass (c) Clay (d) Silver
7. 7.The sky turned grey, the wind grew strong,
   The peacock sang its happy song.
   Then down came drops, first one, then ten,
   Then rain, and rain, and rain again!
   The dusty lanes turned into streams,
   The paper boats sailed on our dreams.
   The thirsty fields began to drink,
   And everything turned green, I think.
   
   What colour did the sky turn? (a) Orange (b) Blue (c) Grey (d) Pink
8. 8.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 does “We hardly notice the hours fly” mean? (a) Time passes quickly (b) They feel bored (c) They fall asleep (d) Birds fly past
9. 9.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.
   
   Where does the rain fall? (a) On the river (b) On the trees (c) On the school bus (d) On the old tin roof
10. 10.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.
    
    How do the villagers get water for tea? (a) They use a tap (b) They collect rain (c) They melt ice (d) They buy it
11. 11.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) Smoke (b) Snow (c) Rain (d) Dust
12. 12.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 knife (b) A brush (c) His fingers (d) A hammer

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