Just a slight thought of us, too, in the fading light, you have become one who sheds much blood of the innocent.

This poignant couplet, by Mir Taqi Mir, speaks of the burden of existence and the unfairness of judgment. The poet suggests that while others are so busy spilling blood on the innocent, one must also remember their own struggles and the pain they have endured. It's a plea for recognition, a reminder that the poet's own life, too, is a story of wounds and forgotten suffering.