Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2020complete | Page 116

The halcyon day swiftly comes to an end,
And it is, sadly, time for us to descend.
Finally, guests leave, at the peak of tranquility,
And I, too, feel a sense of serenity.
At the reflective bubble
perched on top of the rubble.
With the gorgeous sunset
outlining its silhouette.
I wonder, what great venture
Cantonesia can now offer.