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.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) Vegetables (b) School books (c) Water pots (d) Milk cans -
2.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.
What do her hands do when a button is lost? (a) Plait my hair (b) Stitch my shirt (c) Plant the seeds (d) Knead the dough -
3.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 rangoli for him (c) A new tray (d) A peacock feather -
4.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) It is always summer (b) The tree is dying (c) The tree is tiny (d) The tree is very old -
5.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.
What does the rain pound like? (a) Feet (b) Hammers (c) Bells (d) Drums -
6.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.
Where does Ayesha live? (a) Across the street (b) Next to the school (c) In another city (d) Upstairs -
7.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 temple (b) A school (c) A train station (d) A weekly market -
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 does “when day is gone” mean? (a) At noon (b) Next week (c) In the evening (d) At dawn -
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.
What did the street do after the poet lit the lamp? (a) Lit lamps too (b) Went to sleep (c) Played cricket (d) Blew it out -
10.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) row (b) frost (c) lost (d) best -
11.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) Goats (c) Camels (d) Yaks -
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.
How does the poet feel about leaving the seashore? (a) Wants to leave fast (b) Is scared of waves (c) Is bored (d) Does not want to go
Answer key
- Milk cans
- Stitch my shirt
- A rangoli for him
- The tree is very old
- Drums
- Across the street
- A weekly market
- In the evening
- Lit lamps too
- best
- Yaks
- Does not want to go
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