Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 523 · 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.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!”
   
   When does the poet start the rangoli? (a) At sunset (b) At midnight (c) At break of day (d) At noon
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.
   
   What does “A hundred summers it has seen” tell us? (a) The tree is very old (b) The tree is dying (c) It is always summer (d) The tree is tiny
3. 3.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!
   
   How are the feather-like clouds described? (a) Dark and low (b) Fat and round (c) Soft and wet (d) Thin and high
4. 4.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.
   
   Which word rhymes with “spinning”? (a) sun (b) beginning (c) shape (d) done
5. 5.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
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 is the message of the last two lines? (a) Light defeats darkness (b) Lamps are costly (c) Night is long (d) Clay breaks easily
7. 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 peacock’s tail (b) A fish fin (c) A snake (d) A flower stem
8. 8.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 goes round and round? (a) The sun (b) The clay (c) The pot (d) The wheel
9. 9.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) Kolkata (c) Chennai (d) Delhi
10. 10.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 did the dusty lanes turn into? (a) mountains (b) streams (c) gardens (d) deserts
11. 11.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 scared (c) He is happy (d) He is angry
12. 12.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 do the friends sometimes fight about? (a) Pencils (b) Money (c) Homework (d) A game

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