Agressive was the proclamation,

a few seconds back,

and today amidst the dark clouds,

all i can find is lack.

Despite ton of hard core labour,

Am back to square one,

the only thing for which i am thirsty,

is fruit of toil some.

Days have past, years have gone,

all have become testimony of change,

but one thing which remains alike,

is my matter and vicinity range.

Are all these failures signalling expand,

of new lessons and internal some?

But amidst these dark clouds,

I successfully found none!