Miss the Misunderstanding

The bud tells you how eager it is to bloom to see a pleasant smile on you.

The flower speaks to you and tells you how it feels when you smile at it.

The flower makes a last wish that you appreciate it before it withers off.

Your dear ones speaks till you understand and listen till they understand.

Silence assures there is nothing you are missing.

Noise rhythms in the frequency of your drums.

There is nothing that you don’t understand.

There is nothing that others don’t understand about you.
Misunderstanding missing from the World.

When a caterpillar becomes a beautiful butterfly, the flowers appreciate it.
Though the butterfly doesn’t ask for.
There is nothing anybody would forget or neglect.

Everybody stays busy in making each other feel comfortable.
No tricks. No learning after being hit.
Everything is friendly....
Isn't this pleasant?