My Erotically Bold Poetry ( Shairy

[seema]

Sone nahein deta raat ko woh mujhe satata bahut hai
phone karta hai adhi raat ke baad aur hansata bahut hai

karta hai woh sargoshian ,phone per hi deta hai pupiyan
kar ke gandi gandi batein woh mujhe barmata bahut hai

pehle tu mein kar deti hoon manha usse aisi batein karne se
nah rukne per bura maano tu phir mujhe manaata bahut hai

kuch der bad mera mann bhi karta hai uss se aisi batein karne ko
jo kuch hai mujhe pasand woh unhi baton ko dhurata bahut hai

mere sanson ke utar chadhao se woh jaan leta hai mere jazbaat
sab kuch utar dene k liye mere jazbat se faieda uthata bahut hai

uss ke kehne ke mutabeq utarti hoon ik ik kar ke jo pehn rakha hota hai
meethi baton se apna hamnawa banane ke liye mujhe uksata bahut hai

sharam se ho jati hoon mein duhri jab us jageh choone ko kehata hai
poochta hai geeli hoi ho keh nahein aur yahi bat duhrata bahut hai

apne hathon mein pakad ke masalte hoye woh mujhe bata deta hai
yeh jaan kar mera hath bhi puhnch jata hai jahan maza aata bahut hai

woh sehlata rehta hai apna aur sath sath mujh se karta hai gandi batein
sun kar ho jati hoon mein bechain aur usse se milne ko ji lalchata bahut hai

mein ho jati hoon madhosh aur apne aap se hi khelti hoon beqarar hokar
woh bhi ho jata hai taiz hath chalane mein aur akher mein chilata bahut hai

mein yunhi so jati hoon seena pe phone liye ,kuch hosh nahein rehta mujhe
usse tu rokti hoon in baton se magar sachi mein mujhe mazaa aata bahut hai

[seema]

Jab Laiti hoon mein angdaay tu muskata hai mann
hone lagta hai kuch kuch ,tootne lagta hai baddan

shaam hote hi iss ki apni maang hoti hai aksar
lakh samjhaaon isse ,meri kahan manta hai Mann

ghoont ghont pite pite shaam ko hi aa jata hai ik khumaar
jism teri chah mein dil tere khiyalon mein ho jata hai maggan

kabhi tu miloge, aur poori karoge tum meri hasratein
jism hai tumhare piyar ka bhooka .yahi mangta hai baddan

haay tot ta hai baddan jab bhi loon angdaay mere sajan
kaise tum ko bataaon mein kiya kiya mangta hai baddan

tere khiyalon se chain pati hoon mein, nahein rehti koi uljhan'
tere seena se lag ke hoti hoon mukamal .nikhar jata hai bankpan

jab kabhi lagate ho apne seena se ,ho jati hoon geeli ban jati hai phislan
anadar dal ke jo karte ho tu ho jati hoon release, rehta nahein tension

[seema]

Geeli geeli rehti hai ,phir bhi hai piyasi ki piyasi
woh bhool geya mujhe, hoon mein jiss ki daasi

mein ne uske wahdon par kiya tha dilse aitbar
matlub nikaal ke usne bana liya kissi aur ko yaar

din ko chain nahein milta raat ko nah aay qaraar
mein tulsi uss angan ki jis par kabhi nah aay bahar

shaam dhalte hi tootne lagta hai mera badan
raat kat ti hai sirk sirk ke jaise dasti hoi nagan

sab kuch uss ne kar diya hai mere hawale aur
kehta hai khushiun se bhar diya usne mera daman

Nazo sab kuch hote hoe bhi lagta nahein mera mann
maza aay jab bazuon mein le ke mujhe sulaay mera sajan