Tuesday, 6th January 2009
Like a Tasbih…
As I close my eyes,
She appears with a smile
even before sleep arrives.
A Prayer!
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Ya Rahman ! Ya Raheem ! O My Loving Lord !
You’ve fondled me with your Mercy . . .
You have answered me,
Even before I have called upon you !
In the bazaar of Love . . .
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In search of a drop, I found an ocean!
Looking for an angel, I was blessed with a human,
Alive, with a heart.
In the bazaar of love
Many gathered around my caravan,
Yet only a Single Buyer did I find!
Blood in the River
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My wretched soul
Knocked on Siddiqa’s door
The world gained one third
From this Lady Learned
Mustafa left the world
In her lap his head laid…
Inspired during a tafsir session of Sura Al Noor, this poem is a dream visit to the house of Ayesha Siddiqa (ra) and her advice to the Modern World filled with chaos and confusion
My Rosary is breaking!
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One bead after another
My Rosary is breaking
Star by Star
My sky is shattering…
Stomach full, Hearts empty : The post Ramadan Effect?
Ramadan is over and mosques are empty
Ramadan is over the rosary is immobile
Ramadan is over and Ibadah is scarce
Ramadan is over and Dhikr is forgotten
A Tender Hand
The present world is in need of a tender hand that would reach out to everyone. A hand that is clean from the wrinkles of hate and prejudice…
Unfound
What then of my Tasbih
Whose love eats my heart as cancer
Cuts my nerves like thorn razor
Freeze my blood as in a bitter freezer … Jaihoon’s poem on the friend unfound!
The gift from Almighty !
It is through you Mankind shows their gratitude to their Creator
Be it a martyr, scholar , mystic or a Lover…
Everyone holds you dear for expressing their joy!
You were the coolness of in the eyes of Almighty’s Beloved
All about MEDINIZED
‘Medinized’ is a collection of poems on the love of Holy Prophet, sallallahu alaihi wa sallam (peace be upon him). These were written after the publication of my earlier book, Henna for the Heart (2003). Along with the poems, there are also certain extracts related to the topic compiled from ‘The Cool Breeze From Hind’ (2006). Two essays earlier published on JAIHOON.COM have also been included in this compilation. Some of these poems and notes were penned while sitting at the Rawdha Shareef (the blessed place between grave and pulpit of the Holy Prophet).
Love… all my love!
O beloved of God!
O treasure of the world!
O the heart of whom
is purer
than gold.
Jaihoon’s poem inspired while greeting salaam at Rawdha after fajr
Madina is…
While standing to greet at Rawdha
All wishes are forgotten
And love of beloved is begotten
His Nearness, our Paradise - Rabia Basri’s reply to Jaihoon
Last night had I a dream
Close to real did it seem
Across the streets of Basra
Walking I in a state of doubt
My mind in pain was put
With Reason my heart was cut
Appeared then by my side
Who in His Love all nights cried
She saw the cloud in my eyes
As if faith’s sun not in me rise
His city, the hive of joy
I am fashioned by hand of man
Beautified is he by Ar-rahman
O Jaihoon! His city is the hive of joy
Tears there as sweet as honey
Paradise is where Beloved is
Affinity to Beloved is the crown
King is he who such wealth own
Even dust under his feet be gold
Air around him be the envy of musk
Full Moon from Thaniyyat
Our uncivilized times are about to change
From Thaniyyat is about to arrive a prince
Oppressed women. . .
My Beloved, Name his is Muhammad
Gardner asked the rose,
‘Whomto do you feel close?’
Said the rose bathed with dew
Nightingale is my heart’s hue
A Plea for Dua
(in memory of Ali Mian- Syed Abul Hasan Ali Nadwi [ra])
Ever since from my prized. . .
My Heart without you, O Love-cheeked one
Drugged with your love
Intoxicated with passion
Without you beside
Death with me resides
Time at me fun pokes
Solitude stone throws
Without you beside
A madman am I let loose
One Madina’s Lover enough to Charm Houris 70 or more
One Madina’s Lover enough to Charm Houris 70 or more
Sallallahu alaihi wa sallam
Last night when. . .
That Night Ended ‘Medinized’
Love is an indivisible thing, be it related to earth or Heavens. True love is synonymous with Divine love. A lover craves for acceptance from his beloved for all his aspirations in life
‘Coz Mustafa Said So!
Iblis asked me in a dream
A question to me strange seem
Why in God do you
A Silent wail for Heavenly Love
- Jaihoon
“Silence is victory”,
Said Your Beloved
If so,
I wail silently
For his Love Heavenly
Each day flies as
Calling Him is half the solution
O people of the world!
Calling Him is half the solution.
Men of God
Has seldom told
A truth. . .
Madina : Motherland of Love
There are two occasions when we feel the biggest joy and pain respectively. The greatest
Muhammad came, World became
The Creator chose Mim
Sallallahu alaihi wa sallam
To inaugurate his ‘kun’
Mustafa into the world arrived
‘Fa Yakun’
O Soul! Don’t you remember?
O Soul
Don’t you remember?
Recall those days?
When in Harem you roamed
The House and the Stone
Safa and
A Sweet Revenge Between two lovers of God
O Friend
Lovers always secrecy choose
Beloved alone their love knows
Love is not to be in loose
Love is an Ocean Deep
Ya Rabb!
No,
To love you
so dear
I haven’t
Seen you near
No,
To believe You
in fear
I haven’t
Heard you clear
NO,
Of my
Vent of an Uprooted Tent
by Jaihoon
What happened all these days
Whomto had I turned my face
Why did I drink from
Jibreel Stops a Lover at Madina’s Gate
by Jaihoon
Part I
Question
My caravan was passing to Madina
After completing the rites at Mecca
All in the
My Wine’s Still From Madina’s Grapevine
Last night an argument
Unfolded at the tavern
Their faces away turned
As they made anger plain
They felt at unease-
As the wine’s was taste else
‘Not the same as past
The ecstasy lasts!’
Serve us the same old wine
Else with you we shall not dine
We are used
To your old Love
No other spade
Can our hearts plough’
FORGET it
by Jaihoon
My hand moved to call her
I rushed home from the busy world
I rubbed my
Sweet Seller in Paradise
I asked sheikh the wisdom why-
In ways more than one we pray?
Some on the waist,
Others
Without ‘calling’, I have been calling upon You!
These days when I call upon You
I realize-
Moments I haven’t called You
Are but less!
When have
Love-smitten, Paradise too little to desire
I
Last night sheikh shared with me a secret
From then did I learn my life was
Nail in my heart the Green Dome’s picture
You endear your beloved than any-
Than Jibreel, than Arsh…
Ah! Not all hearts are blessed
Not all
His Friends: Between Two Lies
The man on the street shall not easily find
Hard is to hunt for those whom
How could I love you not?
by Jaihoon
O light of my soul
On your shoulders I lay in rest
How could I love
Love Unlimited
I admit without the doubt slightest
Nothing like His Justice is as just
It is full of
My Mother, My Paradise
by Jaihoon
She served me until this day
Her love the sun, mine a ray
She lost sleep
Closer to soul
One night while I sat for rest
And settled at heart was life’s dust
As I stretched
Paradise comes second
- Jaihoon
The light of Ahmed when created
The ray of love in cosmos was emitted
The world
O my love, O my Foe
Those who have sense
And not lost in any craze
Have said-
‘The one who gives you love
To landlords who break hearts: Beware!
O gem of this world!
O gem of all gems!
For days a line haven’t I written
The Pain-Price of Love
- Jaihoon
To each thing in this world
A price apt has He assigned
Nothing in life is
A Tale of Two Lights
- Jaihoon
“One midnight as I looked through the window
A strange light did my attention draw
It
Jaihoon’s Poetic Bowl
- Jaihoon
O reader!
Take it from this little soul
A drop from Jaihoon’s poetic bowl
A slave once
The Cure and Sickness of Love
- Jaihoon
One afternoon while in a state of sujud
I asked my Merciful God,
‘Why the world
Lovers’ Tears Precious than Paradise’ Rivers
O Tasbih!
The joy and pain of His lovers are shown
Only to the One who in
27 December 2008CE | 28 Dhul-Hijjah 1429AH |