Fallen King

A practice villanelle

I fear this is my final game
No more moves, the ending of my fight
For you, I hope it is not the same

I haven't even caught your name
But with my pawn I take your knight
I fear this is my final game

I lived my life searching for fame
But at the end, I don't think that was right
For you, I hope it is not the same

Oh the beauty of this checkered frame
I'll feint here, I hope you bite
I fear this is my final game

I didn't keep that special dame
And all too often gave up without a fight
For you, I hope it is not the same

You've beat me, and out goes my flame
At the end, I ran out of might
For you, I hope it won't be the same
But so ends my final game