Author: Aarav Bhatia, Class VII A
In the dark, dim room he sits
A Greek, with hair as black as night
His fingers dance across the keys
As he works to pass his test with ease
The piano is his only friend
In this world, that seems to never end
He plays with passion, and with grace
A symphony of happiness and of grace
He pours his heart, into each note
As he strives to stay afloat
He knows the music is his escape
From a world, that is full of hate
The test looms near, but he’s not scared
For the piano is his solace, his bared
Heart and soul, poured into each chord
As he plays, his confidence is restored
The notes fade, and the test is fine
He stands up tall, his head held high
With strength he never knew he had
Thanks to the piano, and the music he possessed.
