Justice Undone
Justice remains a persecuted prisoner in the paradoxical world of the rich and powerful— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Justice remains a persecuted prisoner in the paradoxical world of the rich and powerful— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Dreams cried, Nightmare laughed. Cup smashed, Wine spilled— Mujeeb Jaihoon’s poetic dissent against the civilian deaths in the Yemen conflict.
On a Night when the benefactor is ready to shower boundless mercy, how can we stay silent and refrain from seeking it?— wonders Jaihoon
Honoring the plea from sincere critics to occasionally forsake the logical cave and return to the spiritual delight.
Dedicated to Abdul Halim Attar, a Palestinian refugee who sold pens on Beirut streets, while carrying his daughter Reem on his shoulders
Relying on misplaced video clips for seeking knowledge is inimical to the spirit of human civilization— argues Mujeeb Jaihoon
Rain brings unimaginable joy in the hearts and minds of the natives, especially in the deserts— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Jaihoon’s heartfelt poem explores the power of love as a solace, refuge, and strength, comparing it to a prayer and a divine gift.
Allah does not expect ants to carry mountains. Nor the weakling humans to understand the secret of Miraj— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Paradise appears somewhere in between their smile and the Fire is hidden in midst of their painful tears, urges Jaihoon in this poem about filial piety.