To Much…

Meditations, Poetry, Writing

Is this the point,
Where it was to much,
Where I should have stopped,
When I could not stop.

I knew rest was needed,
But there was so much,
That needed to be done,
Odd as it seems,
This was to much.

Published by Wandering Poem

I write Poetry and fiction as a hobby, I've written a full book but never managed to get it published. My poems tend to be thoughtful and philosophical with a touch of spirituality. My fiction is mostly sci-fi and fantasy but usually with twists and interesting ideas thrown in there. I have been told I don't have a solid grasp of genre, which is fair since the whole concept doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me anyways, I write what I want, and nothing else.

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