They promise to give antidote to ur wound
Instead they add more salt
In your present, they sing your praise
but backbite in ur absence
They stab ur back after investing in them so much trust
They put on the face of good leader but they are worst than snake
Pretend to be sad at your falls but they are full of hapiness inside of them.
They hid under the umbrella of goodness but burning with fire of evil in their mind.
They hid under the canopy of friendship but they are ur foes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem