I Too Packed My Bag of Desires

Just as the fish can’t last long away from the ocean, the lover too has to return to his true home— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon

The child must one day
Return to his parent.
The bird must fly
Back to its nest.
And the nightingale
Yearns for the Rose.
The arrow will soon
Come home to the quiver.

The fish cannot last forever
Away from the ocean.
The heart cannot beat
For long out of the chest.
And the body needs
The soul to remain warm.

I too packed
My bag of desires
And made my way back
To where I truly belong

April 14 2022. Ramadan 13 1443

1 thought on “I Too Packed My Bag of Desires”

  1. SubhanAllah!! The sojourn by itself is a gift, a marvel, which is unparalleled. The last two lines are so profound, “Invaluable than any gifts, Inimitable are they in looks”.

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