Oh, the strike of your glory, from the East and West, pass through the pleasures of the world like a crescent moon's arc.

This profound couplet speaks of the overwhelming, far-reaching impact of a single action, be it love or fate. Allama Iqbal suggests that the fleeting pleasures of this world—the 'Aish-e-Niyam'—are merely transient, like the delicate curve of a crescent moon passing by. No matter how vast the scope of the blow, the reality is that life's joys are momentary and must pass quickly.