Is There No End Poem by Ramesh Joshi

IS THERE NO END...?

our hearts ready to dance to the tunes
Of transitory sense pleasures, abide by,
Stand tempted, abducted and disillusioned,
Crying vain, the fox's wry 'grapes are sour.'

Every moment, hour and the new year, we Barkis'
'Willing' Peggoty's sweet hand, despite hard face
that no bird ready to peck, so dear, sweet to suck! ,
Yet, all isnt lost, we hope against hopes ransacked.

Eve, tempted of enjoying the 'fruit forbidden ',
lost paradise, mothering us, her greedy children;
now rules supreme keeping our unending desires
bound hand and foot under her lock and key now?

Ninety nine of us out of hundred, are slaves of senses,
drowned in the murkey quagmire of the hopeless
hopes, dreaming, that some thing turns tomorrow
better, daydreaming of that unending tomorrows'.

O! God, is there no end to the endless desires?