اندیشۂ مرگ سے ہے سینہ سب ریش
ٹکڑے ہے جگر جیسے لباس درویش
The chest is all torn due to the fear of death.
The heart is in pieces, like the garment of a dervish.
The chest is all torn due to the fear of death.
The heart is in pieces, like the garment of a dervish.
Whatever you can do today, do it with your own hands.
For tomorrow, a great calamity awaits us.
This rubai (quatrain) explores the pervasive fear of death and the fragility of life. The imagery of a torn chest and a liver in tatters like a dervish's humble cloak emphasizes profound emotional distress and vulnerability. The poet urges immediate action and seizing the present moment, as the future inevitably brings a "qayamat" - a day of reckoning or ultimate hardship - underscoring themes of mortality, the transient nature of existence, and the importance of deeds in this life common in classical Urdu and Sufi poetry.
grief (gham) · wonder & existence