He was a man of considerable attainments, and was highly regarded as a poet. His death occurred in the city of Ujjain in the province of Mālwa in A.H. 973 (A.D. 1565-66) while he was on his way to perform the pilgrimage. The following verses are by him:—

“If my rose-coloured tears have marked the ground with
purple stains
They cannot be removed, for these are the flowers of true
love.”

“The new moon on the night of ‘Īd wished to become the
knocker on thy door;
It conceived from afar the desire, which was never ful-
filled.”

“What delight there is in seeing thy face each moment
What joy there is in coming, each moment, to thy street.
Such a bond connects me with thee
That it cannot be cut by a hundred swords.
Nuvīdī, what hast thou gained from her ruby lip
Save the biting of the finger of regret.”