Sounds, as per name
A vine par eye soother
Lacking apparent roots, or buds, and
Even the green matter unique to plants
Yet sitting glued on, in comfort
Outshines in gold hue
Outgrows almost instantaneously
Entangles and smothers incognizantly
Subjugating the hosted prey
Displays the horrendous potential of a
Parasitic being
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely even before i read your explanation....i had guessed it was a deeper dig at parastic beings nice liked