Amrapali The Public Dancer, And Lord Buddha. By Ray Subrata Poem by Subrata Ray

Amrapali The Public Dancer, And Lord Buddha. By Ray Subrata



During the 6th century B.C in India, -Vaishali,
Lord Buddha gave His visit to see,
The public dancer, Kings’ amuser,
Amrapali, the devotee, as she could be.

Her womanly art and vitality’s splendor,
Ran rampant from door to door.
Guised Bimbeshar to see her, sought an entrance,
With her glance, he stood still in a trance,
And declared her beauty as the greatest miracle,
Although, the then society, scaled her a woman-sale.

Within her ran ardent the will of emancipation,
Her prayer and cry, created a commotion.
Omniscent Buddha, Himself came to bless,
And as woman disciple, Amrapali got the first place.

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