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.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) Sleeps (b) Rattles (c) Stops (d) Flies -
2.The night before my maths exam,
I sat as quiet as a lamb.
The numbers danced inside my head,
They followed me right into bed.
But Mother said, “Just do your best,
Then close your eyes and get some rest.”
I slept, I woke, I wrote with care,
And found the answers waiting there.
What did Mother tell the poet to do? (a) Study all night (b) Do your best and rest (c) Eat more sweets (d) Skip the exam -
3.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) Red, green and gold (c) Pink, white and blue (d) Only white -
4.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) Went to sleep (b) Lit lamps too (c) Blew it out (d) Played cricket -
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) Ropes (b) Rivers (c) Old men’s hands (d) Snakes -
6.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.
Where does he set the pots to dry? (a) In the river (b) In the rain (c) In a cupboard (d) In the sun -
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) Pink (b) Orange (c) Blue (d) Grey -
8.We dug a patch behind the hall,
Beside the old brick boundary wall.
We sowed some beans, some okra too,
And watered them till they grew and grew.
Then caterpillars came to munch,
They ate our leaves for breakfast, lunch!
We did not spray, we picked them out,
And now our garden’s green throughout.
How did they get rid of the caterpillars? (a) Sprayed poison (b) Burnt the leaves (c) Picked them out (d) Called a farmer -
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) Chennai (b) Delhi (c) Kolkata (d) Mumbai -
10.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.
When do her hands knead the dough? (a) At noon (b) In the early morning (c) When the sun goes down (d) At midnight -
11.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) Drums (b) Feet (c) Hammers (d) Bells -
12.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.
Where did the kite dance? (a) Over the river (b) Above the temple tower (c) Near the school (d) Inside the house
Answer key
- Rattles
- Do your best and rest
- Pink, white and blue
- Lit lamps too
- Old men’s hands
- In the sun
- Grey
- Picked them out
- Delhi
- When the sun goes down
- Drums
- Above the temple tower
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