Buddha arise from monastery,
Thou sleepest in sixth cave,
On bed, beneath awakened lovers,
Romancing, mocking thy sleep.
You attracted young lovers,
Perhaps, thou are still human,
Love spares none, thee free,
Are mad for thee, in world.
Your message carved, distorted,
Should have left, leaving teaching,
Still you linger in lovers' midst,
Tranquil, smiling, romancing game.
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Buddha and Buddhism are no less relevant today as they were more than two millennia ago. Very nicely put up. Thank you, Ramesh ji.