Let us March to Meem
At these dark times when we have gathered at the funeral of our humanity, the only hope is in the Beloved of God— claims Mujeeb Jaihoon.
Metaphysic
But in Your Infinite Grace
We may be guilty on all counts before the Divine Law, but that should not stop us from seeking His Grace— asserts Mujeeb Jaihoon.
Meem: The Reason Why Earth is Envied
The stars and other planets may have greater charm than ours. Yet they envy the Earth, since it is home to the Beloved of God— writes Jaihoon
A Bubble in the Storm
Why should I take the the side of the Heart in its battle against the Intellect, wonders Mujeeb Jaihoon in a state of spiritual melancholy.
I remember, Medina’s Mimber
The very thought of the Beloved soak our eyes and heart in love, even as we are unaware of its magical impact- writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
An Advice, though Not So Wise
Only true friends’ disapproval may apparently hurt our indulgent intellect but will cheer our innocent heart, writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Who else is so loved, followed and remembered?
No other creation in this cosmos deserves and enjoys the absolute love and awe as much as the Beloved of God, argues Mujeeb Jaihoon
Thus I Greet, my Heartbeat
Despite aspiring for the Beloved Meem in the sweetest and dearest of metaphors, Mujeeb Jaihoon still feels they are inadequate.
My Sincere Mirror
True friends will swing the twin-sword of praise and criticize and will reflect for us our merits and faults- writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
His Abode, My Source Code
Mujeeb Jaihoon admits that he’s a lifeless rock until the Divine rain creeps in and then the spring of poetry flows for others to quench.