Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6

Reading comprehension lesson 22: Poems to think about · Set 734 · 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 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
2. 2.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 shape begins to twirl? (a) A snake (b) A fish fin (c) A flower stem (d) A peacock’s tail
3. 3.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) The milkman’s (c) Father’s (d) The teacher’s
4. 4.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!
   
   Which animal shapes does the poet see? (a) A tiger and a cow (b) A lion and a buffalo (c) A bear and a deer (d) A cat and a dog
5. 5.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) Friday (b) Monday (c) Sunday (d) Tuesday
6. 6.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) Rivers (b) Ropes (c) Snakes (d) Old men’s hands
7. 7.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.
   
   Which word rhymes with “rest”? (a) best (b) frost (c) lost (d) row
8. 8.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) made (c) flame (d) way
9. 9.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) Called a farmer (c) Picked them out (d) Burnt the leaves
10. 10.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
11. 11.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 is the coloured powder kept in? (a) A bag (b) A bowl (c) A tray (d) A box
12. 12.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 did the bicycle carry down the lane? (a) Milk cans (b) Water pots (c) School books (d) Vegetables

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