Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2017 | Page 88

A Cup of Tea
Delia School of Canada, Wan, Zixuan - 14
A PARADISE FOR THE BRAVE AND SANE
For adventures and fortune here aren’t ever plain
wars only strengthen the power of opportunities
Damaged, rebuilt, and now flourish
Just for a moment of flash, emerging with the British
Reborned like phoenix from time to time
A few splinters of gold left the ordinary people of prime
After the fire, dust fall back to the bottom
Everyone can change as none are disable
But the gap of the two sides remain unreachable
Yells of people mixing with the iron heart city
Uproaring of pounding is the sound of waterfall
Everlasting as it tells the world
Sounds of engines roaring, anxious ringing, ghost like chatting
From every corner of street nothing is settling
Lights of every kind surrounding the buildings cycling day by day like stars
Even the dust can’t block its paths
How could it be such an appealing sight
Flooded with ants-like people through the roads
Everyday renewing, industrializing, and evolving
As through a cup of tea with savour
Mixture, merge of people around the world that favour
Unique and attractive to anyone
Like the bitterness of tea leaf and sweetness of fragrance
It’s a city of contrasts and differences, it’s Old Shanghai