Kali Kaivalya Poems

When words fall short,
truth flows in silence,
where hearts listen
and love speaks without sound...
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The world's wealth
rests in the hands of one percent,
while the rest—
left to scrape at shadows.
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In prose, in poetry, let it flow,
That peace in art makes every heart grow.
For in the silence of war's deadly din,
Lies a hope for tomorrow, a brighter glow.
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Where are the elements, the body, the mind?
Where is the void, or despair I might find?
My nature, so clear, like light in the air—
Where is scripture, Self-knowledge, or care?
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We gaze upon a world so vast,
Yet happiness seems not to last.
Too much or too little is the cry,
Of money, fame, or love gone dry.
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In life, imbalance reigns within,
Between nature's way and man's false spin.
The wise say life is mostly pain,
Just fleeting joy in endless rain.
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The sages of yore in India's land,
Fathomed mysteries vast and grand:
Two shadows dim, they sought to trace—
Of Nothingness and endless Space.
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