Ever since the golden brocade robe has adorned your body, the sun's radiant disc has remained drowned in obscurity.
The poet plays delightfully with the word 'taas'—evoking both a golden vessel and shimmering brocade fabric—to praise the beloved's breathtaking aura. The idea is that ever since the beloved put on that radiant golden robe, their glow has become so mesmerizing that the sun itself feels outdone. Overwhelmed by shame and eclipsed in brilliance, the sun sinks into the horizon, drowning in the beloved's superior radiance.
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