Poison may aspire for honey and Jackals may cry like sheep, Nay even Abu Lahab’sheart once felt for the Beloved— writes Jaihoon
Of Self & Smile: A Prayer
Mujeeb Jaihoon shares a prayer to those who veil their pains with the apparel of apparent joy.
The Crown of Meem-Madness
Mujeeb Jaihoon makes a final plea to bring him again to Medina so that he can set on fire those hearts that are love-poor.
I Leave My Heart Behind
The poet submits at Rawdha that though he is leaving Medina, his soul and its true joy reside in the heavenly hive of Meem
Lovers Sleep Deep in the Desire-cave
Lovers yearn to sleep in the desire-cave of the Beloved, like the Youths and the Dog of al-Kahf, says Jami in Jaihoon’s spiritual dream.