Flow Like A River Poem by Kali Kaivalya

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.

A roof to shield, clothes to wear,
A meal to fill—what more is there?
Yet still we thirst in rivers wide,
Chasing dreams with restless pride.

Desires, like shadows, come and go,
In the dance of life, we barely know,
The laughter hides beneath our sighs,
A secret joke behind our cries.

Why mourn for pleasures lost or gained?
Life's a game—let it be unchained.
For in this world of fleeting hours,
Why be ruled by empty powers?

Too many strive to dull their pain,
To search for joy in fleeting gain.
Yet like the farmer sifting grain,
The wise know pleasure's brief refrain.

No heaven waits beyond the sky,
Salvations but a mental lie.
Sorrow lingers in every heart,
But wisdom plays a different part.

So, flow, like rivers, strong and true,
Through every storm that darkens you.
Break through the rocks, carve out the way,
And keep on moving, come what may.

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