A Setting Sun

I am so tired of driving towards a setting sun

I never get any closer to the horizon 

I am greasy and tired 

Outrunning a hungry nightfall 

I am trying, I swear, I am 

But I only have so much to burn

It's been a lifetime 

Of twitching eyes and and baked gasoline

Sleep sounds nice 

On evenings like these 

Reviews

[schlanks]

I'm truly impressed. The exhaustion is saturated throughout. Outrunning a hungry nightfall is an amazing line. And the way it lands with the last two lines really makes you want the best for this restless driver.

[nadia dmitri]

Thank you so much :) I always appreciate your reviews

[Green]

A new take on something that usually gets talked about only for its beauty. Not that a sunset is any less beautiful, even constantly trying to catch a beautiful thing and never getting any closer is no less exhausting. You can feel the weariness and yet hints of the ongoing fight in these words.

[nadia dmitri]

Thank you so much for your kind words :)

[MsJewel]

Very well writtenn with so many great lines. I enjoyed your poem very much. :) Julie

[nadia dmitri]

Thank you very much!

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of weariness, this one. There is the sense of willingness to let go, to embrace the one great darkness.

[nadia dmitri]

That is what I was going for, thank you for your review :)

[Vol]

Nadia,
Ah, sleep! I cannot remember the last time i knew someone who was not living your poem. EVEERYONE is tired. I think I might go a little further and say, we are all insane! There are studies that say I'm right. The last one hundred-fifty or so years, mankind got off his feet and sat down in steel, we've turned into a demolition derby. We are so sensory overloaded, we may never recover. and the way things are going, we may not even get the chance.
Vol

[nadia dmitri]

Thats interesting to hear, thank you for sharing your thoughts!

[Davidgeo]

The sun doesn't exist for us to reach it, that's crazy. The purpose is in effort, "ultimate" goals are complete fan fiction over the millennia... actually getting there means you're dead. But unlike us, the sun will rise again.

That's just some stoners opinion, I like your poem and what it made me opine but I understand that I'm probably misunderstanding this. It was good time regardless.

[nadia dmitri]

I appreciate your perspective, its interesting to hear different interpretations. I was intending more as a symbol for the healing process, and that feeling of constantly sprinting away from relapse. But viewing in terms of ambition is also an interesting angle. Thank you for the visit!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

these images are wonderful..."hungry nightfall" and "baked gasoline"---
this poem ignites feelings I have had over and over again.
j.

[nadia dmitri]

I appreciate your review very much, thank you :)

[Jeyanthi]

It could be nice as like how the sun sets at evening, how worries scattered over the day too gets settle by evening on own, but it doubles and deepen until you not to try settle(set) and relax lol...😆

[nadia dmitri]

Thank you for your review :)

[Jeyanthi]

This makes me to bring the memories of night driving 🚗 during pandemic. More terrific, started out late, so had to ride in pitch dark, and his relatives asking him to buy foods (nearly 15 ppl with more kids, here no store available, just on the evening time they went to beach and spent hours and enjoyed but returned home without buying food...
so they asked us to buy food later that night but no store, no food... )
No signs, no vehicles, no human being at al on unknown city. After many turns, could able to see police poll and main highway. And in the car, we were fighting as usual, my son who is just 5years old got frightened, but after that experience I never fight with him while riding, and avoided dashboard too.

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful poem. Enjoyed reading. Emotional

[nadia dmitri]

Thank you very much!