Beloved Of Beloved

I am coming handsome, To know as to why sweetheart loves you so much, To learn the art of beatification, Beautification of body, Beautification of heart, Beautification of soul! I know it well I can never be handsome like you, But let me learn the art, Let me try my best to be as much handsome as I can, I have learnt the art of playing love tunes on a flute, I have learnt the art of stretching my hands for a sacrifice, I have learnt the art of peace from one sitting under a tree, Now I am coming to learn the practicality of life, Without that my leaning will remain incomplete, And the ugly stains at my face will not be washed out, I hope as you did in the past, You’ll welcome the sinner, Remove his ugliness, Making him capable to see his face, In a mirror that I hope I’ll get from you!