My homeland has become a terrifying wilderness, which Khizr heard about during his journey.

This powerful couplet speaks to the deep sorrow of seeing one's homeland decline. The poet describes his native land as a 'dreadful desert'—a metaphor for loss of glory and peace. The reference to Khizr, a spiritual traveler, suggests that even a divine visitor was stopped by this place, indicating how profound and sorrowful its current state is. It's a lament for a lost golden era.