If you do not come near, I keep weeping through every passing hour of the night.

This beautiful couplet perfectly captures the agony of separation (Viraha). Mir Taqi Mir tells us that the mere thought of the beloved's absence is enough to trigger endless weeping. The night doesn't just pass; it drags, weeping with the poet. It’s not just about tears; it’s about time standing still when the beloved is not near, making every passing moment feel like an eternity of sorrow.