Drunkards and drug addicts have no clue about the intoxicating state of Prophetic Love, writes Mujeeb Jaihoon.
Strange is the Beloved
Stranger even is his lover
How can he not be humble?
How can he not with pride swell?
For, his Heart hosts the Sultan—
Guest who once was at the Throne
Pity the Drunk
Ignore the Drugged
For,
They are yet to intoxicate
With the cup of Meem-state
Soul may swirl
Heart may stir
Intellect may swoon
Senses may sink
Yet,
Angels will vie to see him
Saints will wait to meet him
Joy will rush to his heart
And Light, dance in the eyes
Aug 08 2019. Edit 2024
