The days when tears would fall, O Mir, are gone; now, what is in the eyes is either a residue of the heart or an essence of the liver.

This profound couplet speaks to the evolution of sorrow. Mir Taqi Mir suggests that the days when grief was expressed through visible tears are gone. Now, the pain is so deep, so fundamental, that it no longer manifests as simple tears. Instead, it has settled into the very essence of the heart—a permanent stain or a vital liquid, suggesting a sorrow that is internalized and inescapable.