Selected Urdu Poems of the Promised Messiah (as) — Page 156
156 رپ ےھجم رہ رہ ےک آات ےہ بجعت وقم ےس وج وہ راہ ےہ آاکشر ت ی وہ د� ی ہ ںیہن ویکی وں � I cannot but help wondering at these people— Why do they not see what is so manifestly taking place? ی ویئ اخیل ںیئگ ی ہ ںیہن � ی ہ ریمی ری یھب آ� ہّٰلِلِّٰ رکش ی اطوعںیکوصرتھچکزالزلےکاخبر ںیہن ب ھچک� God be thanked! My sighs have not been in vain, For some were manifested in the form of plague, and some became the dust raised by earthquakes. رطف اطوعن وخین اھک راہ ےہ کلم وک 1 اِک دصزہاراں آدیم اس اک اکشر ی ہ وہ رےہ � On the one hand, the blood-thirsty plague is devouring this country; Hundreds of thousands of people are falling its prey. ا ززلہل ی ا اھت ا� ی لگنم ےک دن آ� ۲ دورسے سج ےس اِک رشحم اک اعمل اھت دصب وشرواکپر And secondly, the earthquake that occurred on Tuesday Was the very picture of Doomsday with all its hue and cry. ویئ ی زہاروںاساہجںےسلچد� ی یہدمںیم ی ا� امشر ویکی ورکن رکوں اک اُن ےئگ رگ رھگ دقر سج Thousands were taken away from this world in an instant, And there is no counting the homes that were razed to the ground. ب ِ ولجس ی و ز� ت ںیہن ی ا وت وہ اعیل اکمں ےھت ز� ی � ابغر و رگد رُپ از ےک وں � ںیہن ی ا� ر � ی ڈھ� اِک وہےئ ا ی � One moment they were lofty buildings—beautiful and elegant— And the next—lo!—they were but a pile of bricks and dust! ا ی رباپ وہایگ ی ی اِک دم ںیم ہ رشح سج وک ےتہک � رمگیکآوازیھتاورارطضار ی رہرطفںیم That which is called Doomsday was what occurred in an instant, The weeping and wailing of death coming from all around.