Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 662 · 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.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) Grey (b) Orange (c) Blue (d) Pink
2. 2.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 does he do to the pots after drying them? (a) Bakes them hard (b) Breaks them (c) Paints them (d) Washes them
3. 3.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.
   
   Which word rhymes with “breeze”? (a) gold (b) tower (c) sound (d) trees
4. 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.
   
   Which word rhymes with “glow”? (a) low (b) flame (c) made (d) way
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.
   
   How does the poet feel about leaving the seashore? (a) Is scared of waves (b) Wants to leave fast (c) Does not want to go (d) Is bored
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 did the street do after the poet lit the lamp? (a) Played cricket (b) Lit lamps too (c) Blew it out (d) Went to sleep
7. 7.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) Old men’s hands (b) Ropes (c) Snakes (d) Rivers
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 colours are the shells? (a) Black and grey (b) Red, green and gold (c) Pink, white and blue (d) Only white
9. 9.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 does Grandfather light? (a) A fire (b) A candle stub (c) A torch (d) A lantern
10. 10.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 does the potter shape the clay with? (a) A knife (b) A hammer (c) His fingers (d) A brush
11. 11.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 dying (b) It is always summer (c) The tree is tiny (d) The tree is very old
12. 12.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) Glass (b) Brass (c) Silver (d) Clay

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