Great souls, despite disappearing from our sight, keep riding on memory lane, gifting relief for our daily worries— Mujeeb Jaihoon
The fire’s gone
But its heat remains
The nightingale’s no more
Yet its song continues
Ya Rabb!
What do you grant Your friends:
Their tales bring in us tears?
A breeze from their memory
Blows down our sense’s leaves
They conquered the hearts
Of the rich and poor
Even children so little
Escape not their wonder
Their death orphans
Countless hearts
Even the skies cry
Unable to stand the sorrow
Everyday they ride
On our memory lane
Gifting relief and cure
For our every pain
Despite the heavy rains of Time
Their rainbows still shine within
Their love for us
Were as water plain-
Sprang from the valleys
Of love and wisdom
All they taught us
Were letters of love
Hate in their lives:
A forbidden sin
The fire’s gone
But its heat remains
The nightingale’s no more
Yet its song continues
Feb 21 2012. Edit July 2022
Mujeeb Jaihoon
Mujeeb Jaihoon, reputed Indian author, explores themes of universal love, deeply embedded in a disruptive spiritual worldview.
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