Mujeeb Jaihoon laments the cruelty of the world towards the kind-hearted, while touting resilience against adversity.
When the Rose feels forlorn,
The Nightingale melts in pain.
You are a Rose,
Burning day and night;
Throughout summer and winter,
No end to your merciless plight.
Listen to this
Nightingale speak;
Sweet words flow,
From his beak.
Since times old,
This wicked world;
For the one with
The heart of Gold
Is worth no more
Than trash rolled.
Let your soul be the judge,
This is a sincere pledge.
Against the Devil’s games,
You should be cautious.
You will soon realize:
From Him comes the real bonus!
2002. Edit Sep 2024