My heart has turned toward the devotion of love; behold the liver, which drips drops of blood.

This powerful couplet describes a love that is not gentle, but sacrificial. Mir Taqi Mir tells us that his heart has fully committed itself to love, a commitment so profound that it has stained his very being—his 'jigar' (liver/chest)—with drops of blood. It speaks to the immense pain and depth of passion, where love itself becomes a wound that one is willing to bear! It's the poetry of utter devotion.