The Price of My Heart-Vessel
A heart yearns to be redeemed by the sacred love of Medina in this poem by Mujeeb Jaihoon
Metaphysic
Were it not for Meem
Be it the saga of Miraj or the assembly at mahshar, the Beloved Meem is always the keynote in the song of creation
The Midnight Meet
The lover’s unusual visit on a cold night, forgoing sleep and rest, leaves the beloved in doubt about his intentions.
The Eid of my Existence
The day the lover gets to meet his Beloved Meem shall be the eid of his life-career and he shall need supernal eyes to witness the beauty
Immodest my ambitions. Incredible my aspirations
Submit your desires and aspirations day and night to Him through the magical mantra of Alhamdulillah, and experience the power of gratitude.
Hence: the Beloved
Just as the moon beautifies the sky, the Beloved Meem completes the joy, beauty and meaning of this world— writes Jaihoon
To the Collyrium of this Cosmos
How can any resist the power of Meem’s love-arrest when every heart throngs to beat in his love— asks Mujeeb Jaihoon
Once again the Beloved Cast a Glance
The heart shivered and veins struggled when His Beloved cast a glance on the lover— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Sell Me Cheap in the Beloved’s Market
Throw me like Yusuf into the well or even sell me cheap in the market of the Beloved, pleaded a lover unable to contain the love of Meem.
Hail the Beloved
The love for Beloved Meem is the the beat of our hearts, the pleasure of our veins, the vision of our eyes and music to our ears.