look your back
if you can
hiding silently
a rabbit
to cut
unfair deals
throughout the night
you planned
to plant
the prolific passivism
by a simple needle
injecting death
with sophisticated
palm and plagiarism
look behind
if you can
there stands
a most like you
who unearthing
all your Draculic deviation
that rabbit
your conscience
get its access
rare in conscious stream!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem. Loved the last line. Suspense kept till last. Thanks for sharing.