The Man Poem by Neela Nath Das

The man came on the stage.
He took out twenty crystal-balls
And juggled without dropping a
Single one!
He thus created a garland
In the air.
A tiny one was about to fall,
As blue ray sparked from
His green eyes,
It came up to join the chain
Of the moving balls
without the help
of his hands.
The stage was to show
The incredible deeds.
With claps of thousand
Hands he won the contest.
He denied to accept
The award and left
The stage silently.
Some said- - - He was
From the city of Mystery.