The moment of death's agony is a dreadful time, may God protect us; it is an hour that is even more severe and distressing than the Day of Judgment.

In this haunting sher, the poet captures the sheer dread of 'naza'—the final, agonizing moments when the soul tears away from the body. It is an experience so vulnerable and terrifying that the speaker instinctively cries out to the Creator for shelter. By claiming that this solitary moment surpasses even the cosmic dread of Doomsday, the verse poignantly reminds us that one's personal end can feel far heavier than the end of the entire world.