Yesterday, as soon as that tall beloved rose and departed from my gathering, it felt as though the Day of Judgment had arrived and the final resurrection was unleashed.

In classical Urdu poetry, the beloved's graceful, upright posture is often compared to a cypress tree (sarv-qad). The poet uses a timeless wordplay linking the beloved's rising stature to 'qayamat' (Doomsday); the moment the lover rose to depart, it felt as though the world had ended in chaos. It beautifully shows how even the simple departure of the one you love can feel like the collapse of your entire universe.