He is a Shāmlū Turkmān in the service of the Khān-i-Khānān. He writes pleasing poetry and has composed a manavī. The following verses are his work:—

“My heart is a fire-temple when I think of thee, and on it
Is thy brand, like a black Hindū who tends the fire.”
“When you see a tongue of flame deem it to be a tormented
fire-worshipper
Whose soul has departed, while his body still dances in the
fire-temple.”
“Love is like the loadstone, for when its arrow enters the
[heart,
It cannot be removed till love itself in kindness draws it
forth.”