Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 697 · 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 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) Softly snore (c) Sing loudly (d) Eat dinner
2. 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.
   
   When is the poem set? (a) After the exam (b) Night before maths exam (c) On a holiday (d) On result day
3. 3.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.
   
   Where does the rain fall? (a) On the school bus (b) On the river (c) On the old tin roof (d) On the trees
4. 4.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
5. 5.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) Flies (b) Stops (c) Rattles (d) Sleeps
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) Lamps are costly (b) Clay breaks easily (c) Night is long (d) Light defeats darkness
7. 7.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.
   
   What does the poet say the city has? (a) Its yaks (b) Its mountains (c) Its snow (d) Its lights
8. 8.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.
   
   What is a “haat”, going by the poem? (a) A school (b) A weekly market (c) A temple (d) A train station
9. 9.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 wheel (c) The pot (d) The sun
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) gardens (b) deserts (c) mountains (d) streams
11. 11.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.
    
    How does the poet feel about grandmother’s hands? (a) Does not care (b) Loves them most (c) Finds them ugly (d) Is afraid of them
12. 12.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 does “when day is gone” mean? (a) At dawn (b) In the evening (c) Next week (d) At noon

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