As the fingers land on the keys

And allow the melodies to seize

A sense of escape palpates

From all the melancholy that lays

 

With each note plunked

A chunk of solace is pumped

From the treble clef to the bass clef

Everything on the music sheet banishes the taste of bereft

 

Each harmony diving into the pit of the stomach

Causing the soul to vibrate as the chords are struck

Heart dancing as the rhythm beats

Brain pulsing with jingles so sweet

 

The keys that are black and white

Fill the head with a multitude of colors so bright

There’s nothing I’d rather pour myself out to

For you have always been there, my dear piano

 

– Ishani Singh,  Amity International School, Noida

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