O cruel one, if an account of your sins is presented, even the vast expanse of the Day of Judgment will become too small to hold it.

Here, the poet uses playful yet poignant hyperbole to tease the beloved about their relentless cruelty. The Day of Judgment is traditionally imagined as a boundless, infinite plain, yet the poet insists that the ledger of heartaches caused by the beloved is so immense that even eternity's grandest expanse would feel cramped and overwhelmed. It turns the lover's suffering into an almost cosmic testament to the beloved's captivating tyranny.