You

[the_word_alchemist]

You are an escape moving forward. Without fears. You are my calm and my will to resist. And a boat trip within the lines drawn in your hands. You are the mystery from the terror tales. And that life bloom from a little empty day. You are like the first coffee sip in the morning. And like the unexpected kiss. You are. You are all I know I ever could have. You are what I never wanted to want. And that’s why, you are what I want.

[Carissa Myung]

The title "You" is a simple hook that definitely drew me in! Perhaps I'm just greedy, but I do wish this poem was longer. On the other hand, I love the parallelism of the metaphor or simile followed by a fragment. The aforementioned literary device(s) appealed to only one sense, and I craved for an expansion of senses for "the first coffee sip in the morning." Did it taste bitter as a reality check often inflicts, or did it awaken all of the senses---as this poem does piece by piece?

[S_1991]

It was lovely. I think it could've been more... loved all of it until i reached "You are." It's just short and seemed very detailed at the beginning. As soon as you're getting into it you end it as soon as it was getting good.. :]

[L-Bro]

I stood in a kitchen with my work uniform on and reviewed a poem that was just as captivating as the, "You". More details could make the poem even more captivating or less appalling. The poem does bring a tear to my eye and probably could others.