I am a woman of many desires, for whom the veil is my only piety, because my gaze, which exceeds the heart's capacity, is uncontrollable.

This profound couplet speaks of an overwhelming, almost dangerous passion. The poet suggests that his desire is so intense that even the veil (hijab) is precious to him. But the real confession is that his gaze, his *nigaah*, is uncontrollable—it transcends even the deepest feelings of the heart. It is the power of sight, the sheer magnetism of attraction, that becomes the central struggle. A powerful declaration of irresistible emotion.