A hidden love seeks solace within, yearning to be found in the depths of her heart.

She sought for me in the garden,
And in the heaven of book-wine.
She knocked on every door,
Bolted by thought-locks.

I was nowhere found,
She, in panic bound.

Finally, when seen, asked she,
“Where have you been?”

Replied I,

“Where else would I go?
In your heart, when is my home?
Search for me within,
My face there shall you win.”

Aug 17 2018. Edit March 2024


Mujeeb Jaihoon

Mujeeb Jaihoon, reputed Indian author, explores themes of universal love, deeply embedded in a disruptive spiritual worldview.

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