Verse 32

कदाशाकौशिकीकीर्णा जाड्यजीर्णहृदम्बुजा ।क्षयमेष्यति कृष्णेयं कदा मे दोषयामिनी

In plain words

When will this dark one -- thronged with the owls of āśā, the lotus of the heart withered by dullness -- come to her waning? When, this night of my faults?