The Shayar says that his eyes are like a deep, dark pool of leisure, where the mere sight of a piece is enough.

This profound couplet suggests that true freedom or leisure time in life is incredibly rare and fleeting. The poet compares the 'vision of leisure' (फ़ुर्सत-ए-उम्र) to a mere spark (शरर). It implies that even when we feel a moment of respite, it is barely visible, easily extinguished, and fleeting like a spark that is about to go out. It's a poignant reflection on the scarcity of true peace.