Dear clown…

Why so sad you are…?

Maybe your beloved is far…,

Or you have something lost

That warmed you most…?

I see …

It is not just so easy,

To overcome that world sleazy.

I can quickly understand you,

Seeking something that’s true.

Tears are falling…

You are again all alone,

Ohh my dear sad clown.

If I can give you my love,

Will your soul be free like a dove?

But I’m sitting in front of my laptop…
and now no rhymes are conceived by my mind…

Unfortunately I can’t give the clown my love,

Because this clown is everyone around

But in a hidden drawer in the deepest depth of our own minds and souls.