Poem Comprehension Worksheet for Class 6
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.
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1.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) A wooden bench (b) A rope cot (c) A soft sofa (d) The old jute sack -
2.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) Wants to leave fast (b) Is scared of waves (c) Does not want to go (d) Is bored -
3.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 sun (c) The pot (d) The wheel -
4.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) Rattles (b) Stops (c) Flies (d) Sleeps -
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!
What are the dark clouds full of? (a) Snow (b) Dust (c) Smoke (d) Rain -
6.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 peacock’s tail (b) A snake (c) A flower stem (d) A fish fin -
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) Rivers (b) Ropes (c) Old men’s hands (d) Snakes -
8.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.
Which animals stand still with frosty hair? (a) Horses (b) Camels (c) Goats (d) Yaks -
9.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) way (b) low (c) made (d) flame -
10.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 Diwali night (b) At Eid (c) On Holi morning (d) On a school day -
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.
What did the street do after the poet lit the lamp? (a) Went to sleep (b) Played cricket (c) Blew it out (d) Lit lamps too -
12.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.
What is a friend compared to? (a) A tall wall (b) A shady tree (c) A bright star (d) A cosy shawl
Answer key
- The old jute sack
- Does not want to go
- The wheel
- Rattles
- Rain
- A peacock’s tail
- Old men’s hands
- Yaks
- low
- On Diwali night
- Lit lamps too
- A shady tree
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