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.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.
How many balls does the juggler throw? (a) Four (b) Ten (c) Six (d) Three -
2.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 -
3.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.
Where does the tree stand? (a) On a hill (b) Beside the village well (c) Near the river (d) In the city -
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!”
Which city does the train reach in the morning? (a) Mumbai (b) Chennai (c) Delhi (d) Kolkata -
5.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) Rivers (b) Snakes (c) Old men’s hands (d) Ropes -
6.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 does “when day is gone” mean? (a) In the evening (b) At dawn (c) At noon (d) Next week -
7.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 shape begins to twirl? (a) A flower stem (b) A fish fin (c) A snake (d) A peacock’s tail -
8.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 -
9.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 do the sellers shout about? (a) New shoes (b) Hot samosas (c) Cold drinks (d) Fresh tomatoes -
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 does “by the evening, we’re the same” mean? (a) They look alike (b) They go to sleep (c) They fight more (d) They make up again -
11.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 is the message of the last two lines? (a) Night is long (b) Clay breaks easily (c) Lamps are costly (d) Light defeats darkness -
12.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) Milk cans (b) School books (c) Vegetables (d) Water pots
Answer key
- Six
- Rain
- Beside the village well
- Delhi
- Old men’s hands
- In the evening
- A peacock’s tail
- Rattles
- Fresh tomatoes
- They make up again
- Light defeats darkness
- Milk cans
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