A dark night, raining like cats & dogs, the cool breeze from the sea beach widening my vision. A shout came into my head. It was late night around 2 pm. My BP went up, though I was calm. A police van crossed me and in a minute I saw a man with a little girl running in the opposite with a vibrant green doll. The doll stuck my eyes and I wrote a poem.

A little girl with her baggy green cap
holding a toy like a bat
Is she saying something
who is going to win
my instincts were not responding
I took the help of my eyes
A blue eyed baby sneaking through
The white bells were flying high
A Turkish yellow sparrow whispers
Let them fly, watch you & I
It's He who decides
The bells are moving toward the umpire!
Am I a schizophrenic
The air says - a mystic.

© debashishbhattacharya