The Holy Prophet’s praise is the essential tariff, crucial to our existence and purpose—asserts Mujeeb Jaihoon in this poetic tribute.
Coal to power my soul’s steam,
Oil to drive my heart’s engine,
Spark to light my intellect’s flame,
Gold to reap my harvest of gain.
Joy celebrates him,
Virtue cherishes him,
Beauty and Love bow in debt,
To Meem, owe all that hearts beget.
Hey Meem,
The essence of my existence!
I aspire as Allama
I melt as Maulana
Your praise: the tax
For my life-merchandise
Your love tunes
My throbbing pulse.
Your thought drenches
My dry veins.
I remain human,
Thanks to your love.
I am alive,
Courtesy of your love.
Apr 16, 2025 | Shawwal 18, 1446.