Let there be some other flight of choice for me to consume Like a timebomb ticking Throwing away that what was left behind and bringing back the essence that always belonged in the heart and in the mind I am so into the feel of the flow and all it has to offer You bring me hope on the everlasting storm that is life and you are such warm shelter from the clouds of my mind.
Wonderfully written. I agree, Creative Explosion is a good name for this poem, as it reminds me of the bright sparks of the poet that are spread around earth and connect us all as we breathe and read. I look forward to reading more of your poems.