If Qais had gone to the beloved's street, he would have beheld the sight of her; instead, he wanders aimlessly in the wilderness, what kind of madness is this?

In this couplet, the poet playfully challenges the legendary madness of Majnun (Qais), who chose to wander aimlessly in the barren desert. The poet muses that had Qais simply walked into the beloved's street, he would have been rewarded with the breathtaking sight of her beauty. It is a tender reflection suggesting that true devotion shouldn't be about choosing pointlessly desolate suffering when the real joy of love lies in simply being near the beloved.