These are not four or five broken pieces of the heart floating in tears; rather, it is as if four or five ruddy shelducks are sitting together in the water.

The poet blends immense heartbreak with delicate visual beauty through a striking poetic conceit. Rather than simply describing tears carrying the bloody, broken fragments of his heart, he playfully reimagines them as a few crimson waterbirds (surkhāb) gathered peacefully in the water. It is a tender, imaginative way of softening intense grief, turning raw emotional ruin into a moment of pure aesthetic wonder.