In the intoxication of love, even my buttock (or self) has been lost, O Meer; this is now the deception in the clothing.

This powerful couplet by Mir Taqi Mir speaks to the deceptive nature of love. The poet suggests that the very attire, or the outward promise, of love itself is a form of deceit. It implies that the beauty and promise of romance often hide a betrayal. Mir suggests that the illusion of love is woven into the very fabric of the experience, making it impossible to discern truth from falsehood.