My Masterpiece

(Translated)

You are my imagination,

You are the reason why I stay happy,

You are the one whom I love,

You are my masterpiece.

You remain alive,

Amidst my other creations,

You fly in the fantasy of my poem,

You still remain - just as I had seen you that day...

You trap me,

Bond me in thy beauty.

Constructed you in the craft of love,

You are a masterpiece,

Looked by your creator every day...

You are -

My last desire,

My last poème,

My last art,

My last of everything...

You are an oil painting,

Painted with the chrome of love.

You may wonder, where can I find myself,

Where am I? You'll find,

You will see your name

Etched in one of my unknown dreams...

You were crafted

With my loveliest touch

My favourite chromatics,

Based on my fantasies,

You were made - the last of my art!

Before everything ended

I want to keep you somewhere safe

I don't want you to break into pieces

Because of me...

I don't want you to burn out

Because of my deathfire,

I now bid you farewell,

I fly with the broken wings of the last wish I had...

I go now, the fire engulfing me,

My mind forgetting where I was...

I cannot lay trapped for evermore...

I've tried to change myself,

Lost many battles,

But you are,

The weapon on which a failed revolutionary lives,

The canvas on which the failed artist lives,

The poem on which the failed poet lives,

But to me, you are the reason why I still live.

My masterpiece - the reason why I still live...

- Anonymous, 25.12.2020

Translated by: M.Macabre