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Drowning In The Ocean of Love : Into The Heart of Infinity …

Aug 8, 2025
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Updated: Aug 26, 2025

By Muhammad Sahil Pathan


My heart keeps searching for you,

Never loses your sight so true.

Within you, I feel my soul,

Your divine love makes it whole.


When you come near me,

Eyes don’t feel the need to see.

Ears go deaf,

Listening to you with those feels so stiff,

For seeking the soul of you, it all feels like climbing a cliff. ⛰️


For the lovers of you,

You open up the vision & hearing of hearts.

Your serene & soothing whispers

Free me from all these heavy body parts.


My tongue goes mute when I hear of you.

All I want is to merge myself within you,

Up above the endless blue. ☁️✨


My heart wants to feel your language of love,

Beneath the earth and so high above.

All I want is to sing your love,

No matter who hears or stays with it,

Just like a dove. 🕊️


For me, I don’t belong to this place.

My beginning and end—all is you.

At times, this heart feels heavy with its earthly face,

Still, I live cheerfully for you with all my grace.

All my heart wants is  just you to solace.


For me, I don’t belong to this place,

Neither the hills nor the valleys.

As your light sprouts deep within me,

I don’t feel it like a river or a lake as far as I can see.

All it boils down to is an endless ocean of love, 🌊💙

Like a soothing, calming sea.


All of my being wants to sink deep into the depths of that sea.

My Lord, take me to the depths of that ocean,

Where I no longer feel the need to breathe,

Nor do I need to see...

Because deep within me,

A craving exists—to love all beings like you do, my Majesty. ✨


In the depths of that ocean, I reach a flow,

So deep that every piece of my fibre reaches its ultimate glow. ✨🔥


For me, I don’t belong to this place.

For me, I don’t belong to this world...


By Muhammad Sahil Pathan


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