By Chloe KWONG (ELED Year 5, 2017-2018) I’m born with words and music. These two babies are your magic tricks. You love the beauty of metaphors The Hollywood sadcore. You dance to the beat of your favourite songs Listen to them all night long. You get indulged in the melody Go deeper and deeper into …
By Lok Yi LAI (ELED Year 4, 2017-2018) Your finger softly, Wiped my droplets Embraced me in you, the stove
By Lok Yi LAI (ELED Year 4, 2017-2018) “Open the door and start your narrow journey Take your seat and study hard with your nose!” This is our childhood, a tiger Swallowing all the rabbits in the wild Roaring at us with a flood of words No flowers! No bulbs! No siu-mai to eat!
By Jacky WONG (ELED Year 1, 2017-2018) “On your marks”, the starter said. “Bang”, I could barely see the runners she led. Soon, my former English teacher passed the baton to me. Never had she imagined, I’m now a teacher-to-be.
By Angus LEUNG (ELED alumnus) Already I’m missing you, misters and misses. I’m missing your faces, your smiles, your restlessness.
By Chloe KWONG (ELED Year 5, 2017-2018) Hello, it’s me. Do you still remember me? Are you fed up with what you’re doing? Doubts pop up in your mind Like bubbles frothing and slushing in the tide Now I would like you to pause And save this moment for me.
By Crystal LAM (ELED Year 4, 2017-2018) For all the people who have lost their best friends: Dear Ex-best friend, I have always known that people come and go, but I thought our friendship was exceptional. You and I, we were inseparable.
By Angus CHENG (ELED Year 4, 2017-2018) We came as white paper. Painted with layers As we grow.
By Kelly CHAN (ELED Year 5, 2016-2017) Nature can be merely flowers, trees and animals; but it is more for two romantic poets, William Wordsworth and Percy Bysshe Shelley. This essay studies how nature is depicted and its significance in Wordsworth’s ‘The Prelude’ and Shelly’s ‘Ode to the West Wind’. Though distinct in features, both works …
By Cherry HUNG (ELED Year 4, 2013-2014) 1. Evergreen Together we grow a plant, We water it with tears of joy, of sadness and of forgiveness. We are never good gardeners though. Soil and seeds of different kinds are put together In pots either too large or too small. But the sprouts never complain. Instead, they …