At times tears flow and at times there are sighs and wailing; in short, the state of separation's sorrow is sometimes like this and sometimes like that.

The poet captures the restless, chaotic nature of separation where sorrow refuses to stay still. One moment brings a silent flood of tears, and the very next bursts into heavy sighs and desperate weeping. In this state of heartbreak, grief constantly changes its shape, leaving the lover in an endless, unpredictable cycle of pain.