Mystery Of The Missing Mobile Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

They all said they had seen none
The owner vouched he had it on bed
But in the morning the mobile phone was gone
Who could steal it troubled the four heads.

The four mates in the house had their alibis
They slept sound after late night chore
One can’t expect them to be up by sunrise
The question is who opened the door.

Only one boy said he was out for a walk
But he locked from outside before exit
He affirmed he found untampered the lock
Everything was as it was when he left it.

Another boy’s story gave a vague impression
Earl morn he sensed someone was there
But before soon he vanished in thin air
He wasn’t sure if it was an apparition.

The remaining one he needed no alibi at all
They knew he would sleep without cessation
In his state of slumber would be nothing to recall
One could safely keep him out of suspicion.

The last one left was the owner of the phone
Of course he wouldn’t steal from himself
But fact was in his room he lay alone
Could remove it without any help!

He didn't appear much let down by the theft
Said somebody might have sneaked in
After the first boy for a walk had left
The apparition the other had seen.

To this day the case has not been solved
Among the suspects can count all the three
Each one had alibi but none could be absolved
The missing mobile remained a mystery.

The three still talk about the fourth guy
The owner of the missing mobile
For that same afternoon he went to buy
A new phone to close the case file.