Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 597 · 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.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 colour is the bicycle? (a) Silver (b) Black (c) Red (d) Blue
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 tiny (b) It is always summer (c) The tree is dying (d) The tree is very old
3. 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.
   
   Which word rhymes with “crown”? (a) down (b) seen (c) green (d) shade
4. 4.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.
   
   On which day is the weekly haat? (a) Monday (b) Sunday (c) Friday (d) Tuesday
5. 5.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 dawn (b) At night (c) At noon (d) In the evening
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!”
   
   What do the passengers do inside? (a) Play cards (b) Eat dinner (c) Softly snore (d) Sing loudly
7. 7.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 clay (b) The pot (c) The sun (d) The wheel
8. 8.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 do the waves leave behind? (a) A starfish (b) Some seaweed (c) A fishing boat (d) A shell or two
9. 9.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.
   
   What happened to the string in the end? (a) A bird ate it (b) It broke (c) It turned red (d) It got longer
10. 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.
    
    Where does Ayesha live? (a) Next to the school (b) In another city (c) Upstairs (d) Across the street
11. 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.
    
    When did the poet light the lamp? (a) On a school day (b) On Diwali night (c) On Holi morning (d) At Eid
12. 12.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) strong (b) drink (c) ten (d) dreams

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