Medina Poems

Milad Nabi: The Heyday of Womanhood

Women deserve special celebration on the Holy Prophet’s birthday whose last words were for women’s kind treatment— insists Mujeeb Jaihoon.

Were you not Lost?

Were humanity not lost until the Lord guided them through mission of His Beloved, asks Mujeeb Jaihoon in an eulogy of the Holy Prophet

Rocks too May Wither with Love

Poison may aspire for honey and Jackals may cry like sheep, Nay even Abu Lahab’sheart once felt for the Beloved— writes Jaihoon

The First Time

e it from the moth to the flame or the cup to the wine, the first time is indeed the testing time of Love and Loyalty— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon

The Carnival

Ever since they climbed the mount of Meem’s love, the lovers became strangers to themselves— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon.

The Key and Plea

A seeker does not need the boat or the bridge to cross the turbulent river of Love, says Khidr, the eternal traveler, in a spiritual dream

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.

Ch. 1 Meem: The Book of Creation

The Holy Prophet is Chapter One in the Book of Creation and the Crown of the Saga of Revelation, in whose praise the oceans will run dry.

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