I waited for these men and their relentless activities like ants in dry days seeking food left over.
I surely waited to be  hosted in a lone deal like a lover hopefully waiting to be melted in the arms of her love.

I waited still with ready heart like lion awaits its prey to be subdued for pleasure meal.
I waited with hard frowned face Laden like a darkly atmosphere before a heavy downpour.

I waited with one mind like the hope of a maiden in child's Labour before delivery.
I waited like the hope of fading drying leaves waiting for rainfall under a sunny cloud to live on and count more days.

I waited in vain for these men who have buried themselves lost in their own desires.
I waited thinking they'll remember me, but I waited in vain My plea never counted a thing before them.
All for them I waited in vain.