Just as the moon beautifies the sky, the Beloved Meem completes the joy, beauty and meaning of this world— writes Jaihoon
To the Collyrium of this Cosmos
How can any resist the power of Meem’s love-arrest when every heart throngs to beat in his love and every pen desires to break in his praise?
Once again the Beloved Cast a Glance
The heart shivered and veins struggled when His Beloved cast a glance on the lover— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
The Demons of Divisive Algorithms
The dynamic human experience is beyond the grids of AI-generated algorithms: Jaihoon’s poetic response to the evil of predictive modelling.
Sell Me Cheap in the Beloved’s Market
Throw me like Yusuf into the well or even sell me cheap in the market of the Beloved, pleaded a lover unable to contain the love of Meem.