Discontent with the materialistic world, Mujeeb Jaihoon seeks a guide to lead his poetic caravan towards a more meaningful existence.
I am fed up
With the present;
Bless me with a brush,
To paint a new world.
In the march of the caravan,
Grant me a Him-Loving Singer!
To keep the journey
In the same burning spirit.
The same song,
Which draws me close,
To the kingdom of the heart,
Away from the world of matter.
June 6 2003. Edit Sep 2024
