Kali Kaivalya
Kali Kaivalya Poems
Sanatan is not born of one,
No single book, no single Sun.
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INTRODUCTION
In every civilized nation, the courts are revered as the custodians of justice, entrusted with the sacred task of upholding the rule of law.
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OPENING REFLECTION
In fleeting forms, the world may rise and fall,
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THE SILENCE OF THE WISE
There comes an hour in every age when wisdom retreats and folly ascends the throne.
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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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OPENING REFLECTION:
Who am I? — a question that echoes through the ages, haunting mystics, philosophers, seekers, and sceptics alike.
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OPENING REFLECTION:
There is a curious shift that unfolds quietly as we age—
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OPENING REFLECTION
In this sacred month of May, as the full moon bathed the world in gentle light on 12 May 2025, we pause to honor the birth, enlightenment, and Maha Parinirvana of the Awakened One—Buddha.
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We welcome the hush—
a silence on the shattered line,
a breath between bullets,
a lull where guns once roared.
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Within the heart, a spark of Light is sown,
The God Gene whispers truths we've always known.
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Kali Kaivalya Biography
Kali Kaivalya, the pen name of Suresh Kumar Soni, was born on July 26,1950, as the son of the renowned Urdu poet Zia Fatehabadi, he was exposed to a world of poetry and philosophy from a young age. After earning a master's degree in political science, he served in a nationalized bank and took voluntarily retirement. The following decade, he continued to work as a freelance financial consultant, specializing in corporate finance. Since 2010, he has dedicated his life to philosophical and spiritual exploration. So far, he has authored six (non-fiction prose) books [1] A Religionless World, [2] The Monk Who Gambled on The Game of Life, [3] Do Souls Exist? [4] Who Are We? [5] Purpose of Life, & [6] Reality & Mystery. Reflect his lifelong quest for spiritual understanding and self-realization. His work resonates with seekers of truth, offering insights drawn from a lifetime of experience and unwavering spiritual pursuit.)
The Best Poem Of Kali Kaivalya
Echoes Of A Global Dharma
[the Vedanta Wisdom]
Sanatan is not born of one,
No single book, no single Sun.
It flows like time, it breathes, it grows—
A Dharma vast, no bound it knows.
Not cast in iron, nor frozen still,
It moves with mankind's changeless will.
It sheds the chains of hate and pride,
And teaches love, not war beside.
Religions bound by rigid walls
Breed fear, where once the Spirit calls.
From narrow minds and blinded creeds
Have sprung the world's most violent deeds.
To love one's faith is just and wise,
But hate must never cloud our skies.
For selfishness, when left unchecked,
Turns hearts to stone, makes souls forget.
Let us be gentle, just, and kind,
And keep an ever-open mind.
Embrace the many ways to pray—
In peace, let others find their way.
Not race, nor caste, nor creed, nor hue,
Nor flag of nation, red or blue—
Should ever be a cause to fight
When truth alone is source of light.
Twice in the past, our Earth did bleed—
From Nations drunk with pride and greed.
When flags were raised with fervent cry,
The world grew dark, and millions died.
Yet through the ash, a thought arose—
To let the tide of hate repose.
And countries once at war became
The torchbearers of Peace's flame.
But still, the dream remains undone—
A world united, truly one.
For humankind, by nature bold,
Moves evermore from fold to fold.
The migrant feet, the seeker's eyes—
They built the world we now call wise.
Through mingled lands and blended tongue,
The songs of human hope are sung.
Though borders rise, though walls defend,
The Earth beneath knows not their end.
Let reason rule and law prevail,
And not let prejudice derail.
Isms rose and isms fell—
Communes formed, and markets swelled.
Yet hunger haunts the crowded street,
And homes still lack a steady beat.
O world, arise, and strive once more
To knock upon a kinder door!
Let nations form a single plan
To heal the wounds of every man.
A future wait — a warless Earth,
A globe that knows each human's worth.
Where hands unite, not just in trade,
But where a higher peace is made.
If West grows cold and dims its flame,
Then let the East rise true to aim.
Let kindred minds and hearts unite,
To steer the world toward wiser light.
Through dialogue, through minds that meet,
May wisdom rise and wrath retreat.
So let us act, and not delay—
The soul of Earth must find its way.
Globalism is the dream to keep,
A vow for those who wake from sleep.
~~ Kali Kaivalya ~~
(As the virtuous mantra of the Rig Veda sways: 'Let noble thoughts come all my way.' And echoing through time's endless sea: 'The World is One Family.')
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