My Mother, My Paradise
Mothers lose sleep for the child to dream while also abstaining from food so that the infant could be fed—
Aug 26, 2022
Mothers lose sleep for the child to dream while also abstaining from food so that the infant could be fed—
Searching for God in the indulgent world is as foolish as looking for a Rose in middle of the desert,
We all fear death. But more fearsome is the absence of our dear ones, writes Mujeeb Jaihoon.
One night in prayer a man cried to God / Ya Rabb! You are the most just / To trade
On the families torn asunder by soaring rents, fueled by the insatiable greed of their landlords.
Though love’s transformative power elevates the lover, its intensity raises questions of consequence.
The poet’s soul aches for the love of God and the Prophet’s guidance, a stark contrast to the body’s pursuit
This poem declares love fuels all existence; even paradise pales in comparison to the radiant presence of the beloved.
Jaihoon’s verses contemplating love’s duality, longing, and the agony of separation, seeking resolution and understanding.
Mujeeb Jaihoon’s poem explores the cost of love and solitude, weaving between longing, pain, and the bittersweet essence of memories.