Little do lovers talk in words; more so they do with tears, testifies a poetic seeker who witnessed the joyful suffering of Meem’s admirers.
Beside the Hero of Worlds Twin
Bystanders cannot blame the Medina’s lover who became selfish, proud & possessive as he stood closer breathing the air that danced around Meem
How shall I Greet Your Beloved Great?
The poet is in two minds whether to approach the Beloved Meem robed as a royal or ragged as a beggar, in these verses written at Medina.
Umra is Part of Ziyara. Not Vice Versa
Medina is the Tree. Ka’aba, Mounts of Safa and Marwa, Zamzam and Masjid al Haram are its twigs and branches… writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Love Annihilates Sanity
A seeker would naturally see the shell when he comes seeking the pearl. The same applies to pilgrim of love in the quest for love of Meem.