The Pics Of Sorrow. Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

Your worst suffering
had I been trying to
capture live
with my camera lifeless
I would be world's
best photographer ever.

Had I been trying
with the oil pellet
to flow on the canvas
most sorrowful tear
dropped from your eyes
you say, I would be
the best ever artist.

Please, stop this nonsense
Dear Sir.
Better take out my
lifeless camera
to make up a loaf of bread
for sleep less hunger
of the man giving pose
beside me.
Damn the painting.
Make a hanky, if you can
spare the canvas stretched
to wipe out tear from the eyes
dropping all night
to bring out smile
in your lips.
Is it not the poetry
best ever?