

Swathi Kandula, Class 9, The Crossword School, Guntur
Music is a sibilance secret
Which is shared between our hearts.
It is a time machine,
Transporting us to past memories.
Listening to it, my eyes shine,
Filled with laughter and happy histories.
It is an unseen world.
By listening, I can fly high like a bird.
It is an unheard word
that people never told.
Music is what I always listen.
I can feel that I am in heaven.
September, 2025