The thought of your dark tresses, O cruel poet, did not cease, nor did the night turn into morning, O wanderer of days.

This couplet captures the overwhelming power of memory and longing. Mir Taqi Mir suggests that the thought of the beloved's black tresses (ज़ुल्फ़-ए-सियह) simply refuses to leave the poet's mind. The longing is so intense that the boundaries between night and day dissolve; the night becomes the poet's permanent, daily reality. It's a profound expression of love that defies time and reason.