Masterpiece

Sometimes beautiful, other times not

Sometimes it's just about the battles we've fought.

For some it's dark, for some it's bright

It's all based on the painter's sight.

Only the painter can understand

The painting he drew with his own hand.

Others can only admire or criticize

But no one can understand, no matter how large the size.

There are many meanings and possibilities,

But you'll never know his true abilities.

His life may be tragic

Or perhaps romantic

He may have made mistakes

And not considered the stakes,

Perhaps he learned from them

And never tried to repeat them.

Maybe it is a success story,

With lots of ups and downs that made history,

Maybe it is about failures

With all work and no pleasures.

Maybe it's a commoner's tale,

With no success and no fails.

But the true meaning

Of the painting

Is only known by the painter,

After all it's his life that he is painting.