Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 620 · 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) Blue (b) Red (c) Silver (d) Black
2. 2.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) Clay (b) Glass (c) Silver (d) Brass
3. 3.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.
   
   Where was the garden patch? (a) Near the canteen (b) In front of the gate (c) On the roof (d) Behind the hall
4. 4.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.
   
   Where is the village? (a) By the sea (b) High in the hills (c) In a big city (d) In a desert
5. 5.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) Thin and high (d) Soft and wet
6. 6.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.
   
   Whose bicycle is it? (a) Grandmother’s (b) Father’s (c) The milkman’s (d) The teacher’s
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 does the brother ask for? (a) Some sweets (b) A peacock feather (c) A new tray (d) A rangoli for him
8. 8.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.
   
   Which part of the bicycle is rusty? (a) The chain (b) The wheels (c) The seat (d) The bell
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.
   
   How does the poet feel inside? (a) Safe and cosy (b) Frightened (c) Wet and cold (d) Angry
10. 10.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!
    
    Which animals are in one of his stories? (a) A deer and a fox (b) A lion and a goat (c) A dog and a cat (d) A tiger and her cub
11. 11.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 do they sit on? (a) The old jute sack (b) A soft sofa (c) A wooden bench (d) A rope cot
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.
    
    What did the dusty lanes turn into? (a) deserts (b) streams (c) mountains (d) gardens

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