Didn’t You like my tears, my prayers ?

When we are left without a guide in our solitary ride to confide, we turn to our Creator for…

With Every Tear He is Familiar

Allah is well aware of the warmth of every tear that flows down the cheeks of His hopeful servant-…

Ya Badee’al Ajaaib: A Poem of Mayhem

Weep not for this poet nor for his blood-like plight- Jaihoon's chaotic poem on spiritual mayhem…

Journey Ahead. Destination Behind.

Seekers, who dispassionately leave the shrine of the Beloved, abandon their heartbeat behind.…

The Night of Gold Hunt

Mujeeb Jaihoon hails the frenzied seekers in alphabetical fashion to boldly invoke the Divine…

Utterly. Insanely.

Jaihoon's word of caution to mystic lovers not to consume their drink all at once

My Lunacy. My Ecstasy

Spiritual madness is tons better than materialistic sanity— insists Mujeeb Jaihoon

Bless not, if You are not

The slave is not comfortable with the blessings if they are diverting his heart from the Giver

Forgive me, only You can!

Even Ridwan may wonder how this sinner would enter the heaven’s doors into the world of hoors—…

To HIM Begin Your Walk

In a spiritual dream, Hallaj says Allah is merciful to all irrespective whether the slave remembers…

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