In the construction of this verse is the beauty that six phrases/sentences have come into two lines. And in the expression of meaning is the beauty that the complaint of captivity is through the tongue of the nightingale, and in the complaint the prolixity [] gives pleasure: here the author has expressed a small meaning in a number of words. And a further pleasure of the prolixity is that the tiny sentences would be numerous, rather than becoming one long sentence-- although there would be more words in such a sentence, the pleasure of prolixity would not be created. (154) == Nazm page 154

He says, 'We don't know what they call 'autumn' and what they call 'spring'. Our situation doesn't change at all in any season. We are the same captive nightingale, imprisoned in a cage for a long time.' That is, neither is the beloved enticed by the effect of love, nor does sighing and lamenting have any power. (212)

This verse is peerless for pain and emotional effect.... From it is understood that our situation today is just as it was at the beginning of captivity. The continuation of captivity has not been able to erase it. From 'mourning for wing and feather' it's clear that wings and feathers have been finished off with such unfeelingness that they would not be able to emerge again.... In this verse there is prolixity. And when making a complaint, the prolonging of speech seems attractive. In prolixity, there ought to be a number of small sentences. (282)