The separation of my beloved is not only appearing in my body, like the fire of jungle, but all these dainty dishes and dresses instead of giving me comfort are acting like oil in raising the intensity of fire and consequently my sufferings.
Firstly, this separation, because of the sighs associated with it is appearing like smoke and thus unbearable and then this smoke is looking like dark clouds in the sky causing darkness all around.
Even the moon in the sky is looking like a flame. The stars are appearing to me as the sparks of that fire.
Like a patient nearing his death, whom should I tell this state that has resulted due to the fire of separation? All these things (moon, stars, dresses etc.) are becoming uncomfortable and painful for me, whereas all these are highly peace-giving and sour