Indian Muslim woman’s appeal to mob lynching thugs post the Triple Talaq verdict
In order to save the heart from death-blood, it is inevitable to unyoke from the comfort-shell of kinship and get soaked in tears of Beloved’s longing.
No letter nor number will bring any fear / As long as I am locked in your arms dear… a poem celebrating 13 years of love and affection)
Jaihoon’s word of caution to mystic lovers not to consume their drink all at once
Incomplete, incompetent am I / Save my pain have I no gift any.