Now morning and evening my weeping might finally show some color. A faint glimmer of bloody tears still remains within my moist eyes ready to flow.

This beautiful couplet speaks of persistent hope and hidden beauty. The poet suggests that even if things are dull, the light—the 'rang'—might still appear, morning and evening. The real depth of feeling, the lasting glow, is found in the 'Chashma-e-Tar' (the spring/eye). It reminds us that true beauty and emotion often reside in places we don't immediately see.