The Martyr-Bride
Dreams cried, Nightmare laughed. Cup smashed, Wine spilled— Mujeeb Jaihoon’s poetic dissent against the civilian deaths in the Yemen conflict.
Poems by 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
The greatest miracle of the Miraj episode is that the Beloved chose to return to humanity, even after meeting with the Almighty— argues Mujeeb Jaihoon
Jaihoon’s poem explores the philosophical torment of doubt in love, grappling with the fear of loss versus a life devoid of love.
Only the chosen few can behold that Divine Cup of Mustafa’s love, let alone consume the Drink. Nevertheless, Jaihoon is eager to try.
The Beloved Prophet means everything to us which we can ever depict in our known human language, writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Jaihoon’s poetic gift recited at the Rawdha Shareef unleashing the fire and desire of infinite longing to gain the love of Beloved Prophet