Well By The By, -By Ray Subrata Poem by Subrata Ray

Well by the by,
Darling play-mate,
Do you hear?

The thundering voice,
The uncertain steps,
Our profile’s whisper,
And groan of ego!
The twittering lechers,
Of the rooted disagreement!

Well by the by,
Do you fear?
The suspension’s collapse,
Your each day’s growing ties,
Of hopeless live- hopes,
And intoxicated pleasure,
The spoonful and empty measure!

Well by the by,
Do you see?
The calamities’ execution,
A tsunami or reactor’s like age,
Or a missile’s rage from your friend,
As Titans or dinosaurs roam!