Do not look at the moon with diminished sight; even a glance at that beautiful figure is a defeat of color in the garden.

Mir Taqi Mir paints a picture of profound melancholy. The couplet advises against gazing at the moon or any beautiful person if your own eyes or heart are weak or dimmed. The second line elevates this sorrow: even a simple sigh ('Aah') is described as a loss of color in a cold garden. It speaks to the universal pain of fragile emotions—how deep sorrow strips away the vibrancy from even the simplest moments of life.