The Forgotten Flora
We water plants and hastily expect fruits ignoring their emotional identity. When they fail, we blame climate change- writes Jaihoon.
We water plants and hastily expect fruits ignoring their emotional identity. When they fail, we blame climate change- writes Jaihoon.
The poet, who is knowledgeable in abstract concepts, is taken to task for his ignorance of everyday things.
A poetic exchange where flowers lament human indifference, urging appreciation for nature’s gifts, amidst the chaos of daily life.
An urban and a rural woman share their pain, echoing the societal divides and the unequal suffering of women.
Jaihoon’s poem on a dream visit to the house of Ayesha Siddiqa (ra) and her advice to the Modern World
On the families torn asunder by soaring rents, fueled by the insatiable greed of their landlords.
Discontent with the materialistic world, Mujeeb Jaihoon seeks a guide to lead his poetic caravan towards a more meaningful existence.
On the rehabilitation of victims affected by wars and conflicts while hoping for peace and healing in society.
Adrift in the tempestuous sea of human conflicts, Mujeeb Jaihoon grapples with the yearning for the higher power of Divine mercy.
The bittersweet memories of a nightingale far from its beloved homeland about the celebration of shared moments and festive joys.