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There goes nothing futile,

nothing like so trivial;

Their grows nothing tootle,

bluffing like so finial.


Setting changes quickly,

when your

people unfolds swiftly,

with a flick of an eye, there booms out...

and the candle douse out empty!


There,

darkness catch red-handed.

in a world so dry and bleached.

starts the play of oneness

with a single tone around...


Up then flames are born to cleanse. 
 



*1 futile - insignificant/minor/wasted  *2 trivial - significant/meaningful  *3 tootle - royal/trumpet/luxury
*4 bluffing- deceive someone  *5 finial - ornament/decoration  *6 setting - environment
*7 unfold- reveal/transform  *8 douse - extinguish a fire  *9 bleached - colorless
*10 tone- color
#1 Stanza 1 - There is nothing significant or insignificant. There is no luxury but only a deceiving decoration of darkness.
#2 Stanza 2 - The surroundings, people changes/ transforms with an eye flick and when the candle of love is extinguished
#3 Stanza 3 - Darkness/Ignorance catches you red-handed in a colorless pale world was only one color remains: Black (of darkness)
#4 Last line - Someone like a flame evolves with time to cleanse the darkness from the world and make peace, bring love.
In brief: It's easy to choose darkness with each bad decision we take. Time would light the wings of fire later.
Meaning of Title: Dark Lines/A poem on darkness

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