We submit our faults in HIS presence from whom there is nothing to hide as we stand silent like a bride- Jaihoon on pleading to the Lord
When You hear my prayer !
The servant becomes ecstatic with joy when Lord answers his or her plea. But joy of fulfilment is incomplete without expressing gratitude- insists Jaihoon
Didn’t YOU like my tears, my prayers ?
When we are left without a guide in our solitary ride and none to confide, we turn to our Creator for solace- Jaihoon’s passionate verses on Ramadan prayers
With Every Tear He is Familiar
Allah is well aware of the warmth of every tear that flows down the cheeks of His hopeful servant- asserts Jaihoon in this devotional poem
Ya Badee’al Ajaaib: A Poem of Mayhem
Weep not for this poet nor for his blood-like plight- Jaihoon’s chaotic poem on spiritual mayhem citing anecdotes from Rabia Basri and Umar Qazi.