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Some foolish lovers spend nights imitating others’ acts, harming themselves despite their beloved’s affection, chasing illusions.
Association with lustful men or women turns one into a lustful being. In later lives, this ripens into anger, greed, and delusion—repeating the cycle.
The hard chest of the beloved bore faint marks from the gentle fingernails of the lover, softened by sweat and passion—expressing love’s delicate impa...
Rapture with a maiden in her first bloom of youth, trembling and moaning with passion—such carnal desire, says the speaker, has no place in a divine c...
O wandering mind! Don't tread the enchanting wilderness of a woman’s body—the mountain pass of her bosom hides the bandit Cupid.
The moon, receiving the glances of sensual women, rises timidly into the sky, as if fearful of their passionate intensity.
A boar intoxicated with desire emerges from the kohl-pools of her eyes, digging at the roots of pride in the forest of the lover’s heart.
The moon, defeated by the beauty of a woman’s face, seems to shy away, hiding its pure form in wine cups like an embarrassed lover.
Who hasn't sinned by consorting with sensual women? The world follows the dry vow of desire, foolishly mistaking it for sacred.
A man once rich in pleasure, now merely echoes past joys. In a rival’s house, with drums and festivities, the former lover is forgotten.
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