The Ecstatic Name
The moment lovers overhear the mention of their Beloved, their hearts overwhelm with ecstacy unable to bear the bliss- writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Medina Poems
Our Pride. Our Prestige
The love for Messenger of Allah is our hope and dignity at a time when there’s no refuge from the trials around us— believes Mujeeb Jaihoon
From Funeral to Festival: The Murmur of Meem
Six forlorn friends convened at an Orchard to share their woes of Solitude. Just then a Seventh one appeared turning the funeral to festival.
The Scent of Civilization
The coming of the Holy Prophet perfumed humanity with compassion and knowledge bringing smiles on the faces of the oppressed and weak.
Had it not been for your Name
Had it not been for the name of the Beloved, humanity could never claim their cultural ethos–– argues Jaihoon in this eulogy of Holy Prophet
Love Lingers at Your Doorstep
We wander in wilderness hunting for Love only to discover that Love is lingering at the doorstep of the Beloved, admits Mujeeb Jaihoon.
Medina: Beauty Blushed. Dream Sighed
Beauty, dream and fragrance get eclipsed when shines the Full Moon of Medina, eulogizes Mujeeb Jaihoon.
A Throne in Paradise, the Least I Could Ask
Paradise is the least a lover can demand in the name of the Beloved whom the Almighty endears the most— suggests the reckless Jaihoon.
Dare of the Love-Drunk
Drunkards and drug addicts have no clue about the intoxicating state of Prophetic Love, writes Mujeeb Jaihoon.
Love-Lap Holier than Martyr-field
The Lap of Love is holier than the Martyr-field or the prayer-mat, or so claims Mujeeb Jaihoon