Whose separation are you mourning, who is the wanderer? The dreams have vanished, the zeal is lost, the peace is gone, and the rest is gone.

This poignant couplet speaks to the devastating aftermath of separation (hijr). Mir Taqi Mir asks rhetorically who can anticipate a peaceful tomorrow when the beloved is absent. The second line paints a picture of total emotional depletion—the dream has vanished, the spirit's vigor is gone, the peace is lost, and the mere comfort of rest is unattainable. It's a masterpiece of despair, showing how separation drains every facet of existence.