There is my lollypop

There is my lollypop

There is my lollypop calling me
to taste and enjoy in eating
It is colourful and attractive to my eyes and
it gives me a feel of sweetness

Though it is not from a hygenic place and
it may be from the hands of a sick
My mind and tongue calls it to have to taste
Itmay be my ignorance of six years but
what sixties are doing
Their lolypops may differ  and
their taste may differ
Can they exclude them from their desires
Though they know that their desires are not good

Desires and passions are ruling us from That day
                                        to this hour
Layman or Prince
Whoever may be he was a doll in the hands of his desires
Monk or a familyman ,
His vanishing desires are their masters in this world
Up to His last call
W e will move to his desires