The joy in life can be realized only when one undergoes the agonies of pain and tears – reveals Mujeeb Jaihoon
From Funeral to Festival: The Murmur of Meem
Six forlorn friends convened at an Orchard to share their woes of Solitude. Just then a Seventh one appeared turning the funeral to festival.
The Scent of Civilization
The coming of Holy Prophet perfumed humanity with compassion and knowledge bringing smiles on the faces of the oppressed and weak.
A rose-red for every tear shed!
Gentleness is a superhuman quality which is unfound among the majority. Hence, its upholders deserve respect— asserts Jaihoon in this poem.
How sweet is HIS Fear
A seeker without a spiritual comprade is worth no more than a rotten crop wrought with drought and despair- Mujeeb Jaihoon’s poem on spiritual kinship