uf wo marmar se tarasha hua shaffaf badan dekhne wale use taj-mahal kahte hain
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Badan
Body and soul make us complete. It is body, however, that is subject to ravages and the stock subject of poets who explore love, passion, and lust in all their manifestations. These poets think of body as a site of sin, of physical pleasure, as also of suffering that looks for balm. You may like to know how human body is more eloquent than souls sometimes and how poets appropriate this subject.
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ek pal ki daud dhup mein aisa thaka badan
ik pal ki daud dhuup men aisa thaka badan main khud to jagta huun magar so gaya badan bachcha bhi dekh le to humak kar lapak pade aisi hi ek chiiz hai vo dudhiya badan ji chahta hai haath laga kar bhi dekh len us ka badan qaba hai ki us ki qaba badan jab se chala hai tang qamison ka ye rivaj na-ashna badan bhi lage ashna badan ganga ke paniyon sa pavitra kahen jise ankhon ke tat pe tairta hai jo gaya badan bistar pe tere mere siva aur kaun hai mahsus ho raha hai koi tisra badan dharti ne mausamon ka asar kar liya qubul rut phir gai to ho gaya us ka hara badan is ko kahan kahan se rafu kijiye 'nazar' behtar yahi hai odhiye ab dusra badan ek pal ki daud dhup mein aisa thaka badan main khud to jagta hun magar so gaya badan bachcha bhi dekh le to humak kar lapak pade aisi hi ek chiz hai wo dudhiya badan ji chahta hai hath laga kar bhi dekh len us ka badan qaba hai ki us ki qaba badan jab se chala hai tang qamison ka ye riwaj na-ashna badan bhi lage aashna badan ganga ke paniyon sa pawitra kahen jise aankhon ke tat pe tairta hai jo gaya badan bistar pe tere mere siwa aur kaun hai mahsus ho raha hai koi tisra badan dharti ne mausamon ka asar kar liya qubul rut phir gai to ho gaya us ka hara badan is ko kahan kahan se rafu kijiye 'nazar' behtar yahi hai odhiye ab dusra badan
badan ke donon kinaron se jal raha hun main ki chhu raha hun tujhe aur pighal raha hun main
uf wo marmar se tarasha hua shaffaf badan dekhne wale use taj-mahal kahte hain
ek pal ki daud dhup mein aisa thaka badan
ik pal ki daud dhuup men aisa thaka badan main khud to jagta huun magar so gaya badan bachcha bhi dekh le to humak kar lapak pade aisi hi ek chiiz hai vo dudhiya badan ji chahta hai haath laga kar bhi dekh len us ka badan qaba hai ki us ki qaba badan jab se chala hai tang qamison ka ye rivaj na-ashna badan bhi lage ashna badan ganga ke paniyon sa pavitra kahen jise ankhon ke tat pe tairta hai jo gaya badan bistar pe tere mere siva aur kaun hai mahsus ho raha hai koi tisra badan dharti ne mausamon ka asar kar liya qubul rut phir gai to ho gaya us ka hara badan is ko kahan kahan se rafu kijiye 'nazar' behtar yahi hai odhiye ab dusra badan ek pal ki daud dhup mein aisa thaka badan main khud to jagta hun magar so gaya badan bachcha bhi dekh le to humak kar lapak pade aisi hi ek chiz hai wo dudhiya badan ji chahta hai hath laga kar bhi dekh len us ka badan qaba hai ki us ki qaba badan jab se chala hai tang qamison ka ye riwaj na-ashna badan bhi lage aashna badan ganga ke paniyon sa pawitra kahen jise aankhon ke tat pe tairta hai jo gaya badan bistar pe tere mere siwa aur kaun hai mahsus ho raha hai koi tisra badan dharti ne mausamon ka asar kar liya qubul rut phir gai to ho gaya us ka hara badan is ko kahan kahan se rafu kijiye 'nazar' behtar yahi hai odhiye ab dusra badan
badan ke donon kinaron se jal raha hun main ki chhu raha hun tujhe aur pighal raha hun main
kis ki khwahish mein jal raha hai badan
kis ki khvahish men jal raha hai badan mom jaisa pighal raha hai badan dhire dhire badal rahe hain khayal rafta rafta badal raha hai badan dukh ke kanton pe so raha huun main ghham ke shoalon pe jal raha hai badan husn-e-pur-nur se lipatne ko pagalon sa machal raha hai badan sej pe khil rahe hain vasl ke phuul raat pe itr mal raha hai badan subh hone ko hai 'qamar' sahab ik badan se nikal raha hai badan kis ki khwahish mein jal raha hai badan mom jaisa pighal raha hai badan dhire dhire badal rahe hain khayal rafta rafta badal raha hai badan dukh ke kanton pe so raha hun main gham ke shoalon pe jal raha hai badan husn-e-pur-nur se lipatne ko pagalon sa machal raha hai badan sej pe khil rahe hain wasl ke phul raat pe itr mal raha hai badan subh hone ko hai 'qamar' sahab ek badan se nikal raha hai badan
kisi kali kisi gul mein kisi chaman mein nahin wo rang hai hi nahin jo tere badan mein nahin
kaisa tilism aaj ye tari hai jism mein
kaisa tilism aaj ye taari hai jism men tera varud shauq se jaari hai jism men tum bhi na jaan paoge is dil ka iztirab tum ne to ek umr guzari hai jism men ik sabz raushni hai jo ghere hue mujhe aayat zuha ki kis ne utari hai jism men ye mera ishq hai ki jo zinda hai mujh men tu varna to ek saans bhi bhari hai jism men tab se ajiib sog men duuba hua hai dil kuchh khvahishon ne jaan jo haari hai jism men piran-e-ishq ki ye duaon ka hai asar hai zamzam mohabbaton ka jo jaari hai jism men shayad ki teri yaad ke mahke hain phuul kuchh 'anjum' jo aaj raqs-e-khumari hai jism men kaisa tilism aaj ye tari hai jism mein tera warud shauq se jari hai jism mein tum bhi na jaan paoge is dil ka iztirab tum ne to ek umr guzari hai jism mein ek sabz raushni hai jo ghere hue mujhe aayat zuha ki kis ne utari hai jism mein ye mera ishq hai ki jo zinda hai mujh mein tu warna to ek sans bhi bhaari hai jism mein tab se ajib sog mein duba hua hai dil kuchh khwahishon ne jaan jo haari hai jism mein piran-e-ishq ki ye duaon ka hai asar hai zamzam mohabbaton ka jo jari hai jism mein shayad ki teri yaad ke mahke hain phul kuchh 'anjum' jo aaj raqs-e-khumari hai jism mein
tujh sa koi jahan mein nazuk-badan kahan ye pankhudi se hont ye gul sa badan kahan
hamari maut ka wahid hai ye gawah badan
hamari maut ka vahid hai ye gavah badan nahin hai ruuh pe koi bhi zakhm-gah badan hamari aankh se zahir ho raushni kaise hamare samne rakkha gaya siyah badan jo gunge logon ki basti men koi naam liya sunai dene lage mujh ko be-panah badan hamari ruuh pe nashtar chubhe udasi ke hazar aahon pe matam-kada hai aah badan use mare hue ghante guzar gae kitne ab aage kya hai nahin hai agar tabah badan main us pe naqsh banaungi apni vahshat ke nai nikalungi tujh se main koi raah badan main andhe logon men shamil huun un ke jaisi huun so ek shart hi rakkhi gai nibah badan hamari maut ka wahid hai ye gawah badan nahin hai ruh pe koi bhi zakhm-gah badan hamari aankh se zahir ho raushni kaise hamare samne rakkha gaya siyah badan jo gunge logon ki basti mein koi nam liya sunai dene lage mujh ko be-panah badan hamari ruh pe nashtar chubhe udasi ke hazar aahon pe matam-kada hai aah badan use mare hue ghante guzar gae kitne ab aage kya hai nahin hai agar tabah badan main us pe naqsh banaungi apni wahshat ke nai nikalungi tujh se main koi rah badan main andhe logon mein shamil hun un ke jaisi hun so ek shart hi rakkhi gai nibah badan
kaun badan se aage dekhe aurat ko sab ki aankhen girwi hain is nagri mein
wo saf-go hai magar baat ka hunar sikhe badan hasin hai to kya be-libas aaega
ek bund zahr ke liye phaila rahe ho hath dekho kabhi khud apne badan ko nichod ke
gundh ke goya patti gul ki wo tarkib banai hai rang badan ka tab dekho jab choli bhige pasine mein meer taqi meer paints the beloved as something delicately crafted from rose petals, an image of softness and flawless beauty. the second line turns sensual: sweat makes the thin blouse cling, revealing the skin’s true hue and intensity. the rose-petal metaphor and the sweat-soaked garment together heighten desire through vivid, tactile imagery. the emotional core is awed attraction, where beauty becomes most striking in an unguarded, natural moment.
rasta de ki mohabbat mein badan shamil hai main faqat ruh nahin hun mujhe halka na samajh
yaad aate hain moajaze apne aur us ke badan ka jadu bhi
khuda ke waste gul ko na mere hath se lo mujhe bu aati hai is mein kisi badan ki si
ruh ko ruh se milne nahin deta hai badan khair ye bich ki diwar gira chahti hai
main us ke badan ki muqaddas kitab nihayat aqidat se padhta raha
hae wo us ka mauj-khez badan main to pyasa raha lab-e-ju bhi
nur-e-badan se phaili andhere mein chandni kapde jo us ne shab ko utare palang par
magar giraft mein aata nahin badan us ka khayal dhundhta rahta hai istiara koi
sharm bhi ek tarah ki chori hai wo badan ko churae baithe hain
kya badan hai ki thaharta hi nahin aankhon mein bas yahi dekhta rahta hun ki ab kya hoga
wo apne husn ki khairaat dene wale hain tamam jism ko kasa bana ke chalna hai
ab dekhta hun main to wo asbab hi nahin lagta hai raste mein kahin khul gaya badan
rakh di hai us ne khol ke khud jism ki kitab sada waraq pe le koi manzar utar de
ji chahta hai hath laga kar bhi dekh len us ka badan qaba hai ki us ki qaba badan
dhundta hun main zamin achchhi si ye badan jis mein utara jae
main teri manzil-e-jaan tak pahunch to sakta hun magar ye rah badan ki taraf se aati hai
kya sabab tere badan ke garm hone ka sajan aashiqon mein kaun jalta tha gale kis ke laga
andheri raaton mein dekh lena dikhai degi badan ki khushbu
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