Love is a land of sacrifice where the selfish seed is forbidden to sow— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Love Loquacious
The bold Love may be the fault and culprit. Yet the innocent and shy Lovers are the ones accused and caught— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
The Key and Plea
A seeker does not need the boat or the bridge to cross the turbulent river of Love, says Khidr, the eternal traveler, in a spiritual dream
To the Merciful Tyrant
Believers prefer the prison of Almighty’s fear to the freedom of their desires while wishing Him to be their thirst & hunger— writes Jaihoon
His Abode, My Source Code
Mujeeb Jaihoon admits that he’s a lifeless rock until the Divine rain creeps in and then the spring of poetry flows for others to quench.