One should ask someone who has seen that glance how a person's life becomes the target of the arrow of death.

In this couplet, the poet compares the beloved’s fleeting, piercing glance to an arrow fired by fate itself. The imagery turns the lover's soul into a helpless target, struck without any warning by the power of love. Only someone who has actually experienced that look can understand how a single glance can feel as decisive and unavoidable as destiny.