Last night, my lips bore a lament of separation; it felt as if the moment to breathe life into my heart had not arrived from evening until morning.

This couplet paints a vivid picture of profound sorrow and restless nights. Mir Taqi Mir describes a night consumed by separation (Hijr), where the sorrow was so deep it was almost a physical lamentation on the lips. The second line emphasizes the physical manifestation of this pain: from evening till morning, the head could find no peace, tossing and turning in agitation. It is the perfect portrayal of an aching heart that finds no rest when the beloved is absent.