Misunderstanding

You do not understand before and after infinity, neither you understand the start nor the end as it is too complex to comprehend, the cosmos remains beyond your control then how you dare to understand the part of those who is me, the source of friction, the bone of contention between you and me is that all of ' understanding ‘, the thick jelly of you among the hard bones always keep changing the thoughts non- stop, your mind along the time evolving after every steps, the present state of you enters into the past within a wink and will never represent the moment in future in the same shape of hopes and desires, though you give me a lot of songs and poems trying hard to show off your soul and heart but you never refuse to edit them either, I wrapped up some bones too around my head and through the whole though I utter some peculiar words yet you bound to misunderstand me as I change every moment due to uncontrollable changing of my thinking are we destined to be victims worse than the animals of misunderstanding?