Had it not been for the name of the Beloved, humanity could never claim their cultural ethos– argues Jaihoon in this eulogy of Holy Prophet
Melody of Love,
Unveiler of Paradise,
Hive of Knowledge,
Asylum of Hope,
Mirror of Kindness,
Mentor of Valor,
Armor of Justice,
Dream of Beauty.
Hey, Beloved of ar-Raheem!
Had it not been for your name,
Our culture we could never claim.
May 29, 2020.
By weighing the count of forgetting against remembering, this poem proves that math always fails once the self dissolves in
Our everyday choices are emotional, not rational. We demand proof for God but never for the morning coffee.
We revolve around His “signboards” like little ones circling a merry-go-round. We run between the hills, leaving behind the barren
By weighing the count of forgetting against remembering, this poem proves that math always fails once the self dissolves in