Muhammad Ibn Sharif Spandan
Caressed by the wind,
Waves of pleasure
Flow through my core,
Enlivening every corner.
Gloom fades,
Pink shades
Vividly fill the skies,
Mesmerising my eyes.
Melodically singing
Rhythms through my ears,
Clouds of birds
Dance without fears.
Truly, heaven exists
Inside our hearts,
As heaviness fades
Vanquished with tears.
Myriad trees laugh
Tickled by the breeze,
Gently thawing my heart
That is freezing.
Embracing the warmth
Of cherished spring breeze,
Ecstasy rushes
Through my veins,
Reviving me
Once again.
Spandan is definitely the gentlest troublemaker, with hilarious incidents caused by him every now and then.