Whoever entered your courtyard, I have settled (my heart) there; for the dust of your hem is intoxicating (with thirst for blood).

This couplet is a profound meditation on obsessive devotion. Mir Taqi Mir suggests that anyone who enters the beloved's domain is consumed by it, metaphorically 'buried' there. But the poet's desire is even deeper—he thirsts not for blood, but for the dust (khaak) of the one who is closest to the beloved's hem. It speaks of a longing for the very remnants of the beloved's presence, a devotion that transcends life and death.