My Lunacy. My Ecstasy

Spiritual madness is tons better than materialistic sanity— insists Mujeeb Jaihoon

My Business

Allah has taken upon Himself to safeguard the blessed honor of His Beloved. Humanity need not fret over it, notes Mujeeb Jaihoon

My Sincere Mirror

True friends will swing the twin-sword of praise and criticize and will reflect for us our merits and faults- writes Mujeeb Jaihoon

My Logic Prostrated

Lovers become incapable of logical reasoning, while turning unusually proud assuming they own the greatest wealth in the world.

My Slogan, My Revolution

Nightingales, roses, and moons whisper the secrets of love and devotion- in this mystical love poem by Mujeeb Jaihoon

My Heart without you

With the presence of the beloved, the lover turns to a madman while he feels as if death resides beside him, writes Mujeeb Jaihoon

My Love, My Foe

Jaihoon’s verses contemplating love’s duality, longing, and the agony of separation, seeking resolution and understanding.

My Madness: A Story Long

While exploring the bittersweet ache of yearning, the Rose and the Nightingale question the weight of secrets.

My Poetic Buraq

The Love-afflicted Pen can write about the Beloved alone. It will only frown away if asked to praise any other— admits Mujeeb Jaihoon