Wine fell unconscious and the Cup shattered into pieces as the Rose smiled blushing when a Lover lingered at Medina- writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
I became the envy of angels
Hoors lined up for a glimpse
I became the talk
Of the cosmos
Moon and stars
Vied for my light
Wine fell unconscious
Cup shattered into pieces
Rose smiled blushing
Nightingale cried with joy
I know not the secret
What cause this tumult?
Perhaps my heart
Had love-soaked well
In the Zamzam
Of Medina’s Spring
Nov 21 2021 | Rabi Al-Aakhir 16, 1443
This is incredible