Ivory Tower Walking on the lonely shore, wishing life just happened once more. Waves that touch, salty and must, for all I chased, now I run. Standing on my Ivory Tower, I wonder why there's no flower, land and water wasn't enough? Then begins the reminiscence game, of words scattered in a scrabble board, I knew I wish, I know you before. In tiny tales that we might not have, of crossing road in a chance we had, not that it was less, but who wouldn't want some more. Standing on my Ivory Tower, pondering on our little talks, some I remember some you forgot. All the world I couldn't ask, how long will our tryst last? Tomorrow when you come back here, hold my hand and take my fear, tell stories that exist no more, tell me about the Ivory Tower. #YQBaba #IvoryTower #lonelypen
