The echo of my voice

a poem by Omar Bhatkar

Everywhere I left the imprint of my footsteps,
Everywhere my sensitive heart was broken,
Everywhere my eyes were filled with tears,
Nowhere could I wash the dirt of sorrow from my face,
Nowhere could I find someone to guide my destination,
Nowhere could I stay for a longer time,
Wherever I went, I came out with sorrow,
Nowhere I got satisfaction of my search for you,
I called everywhere I went,
The answer was the same,
The echo of my own voice.