I lived from 1080-1131. I was from Afghanistan, and am in the Asian category.
The real name of Sanai of Ghazni was Abul Majd bin Majdud bin Adam. Sanai was born in the province of Ghazni in southern Afghanistan. He was the court poet of Bahram Shah, and spent many years praising the king and his court but few years later he became more devoted to God and abruptly left the court of the king.
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My poetry
- The path of religion is neither in works nor words; there are no buildings thereon, but only desolation. Whoso becomes silent to pursue the path, his speech is8 lines, 1 comment
- When He shows His Nature to His creation, into what mirror shall He enter? The burden of proclaiming the Unity not everyone bears; the desire of proclaiming the8 lines, 1 comment
- Then, since the object of desire exists not in anyplace, how canst thou purpose to journey towards Him on foot? The highroad by which thy spirit and prayers can4 lines, 1 comment
- Lowliness befits thee, violence suits thee not; a, naked man frantic in a bee-house is out of place. Leave aside thy strength, betake thyself to lowliness, that8 lines, 1 comment
- There was a great city in the country of Ghûr, in which all the people were blind. A certain king passed by that place, bringing his army and pitching his camp2 lines, 1 comment
- Whatsoever thou hast, relinquish it for the sake of God; for charity is the greater marvel when it comes from beggars. Bestow thy life and soul, for the endeavo1 lines, 1 comment
- When they capture the hawk in the wilds, they secure it neck and feet; they quickly cover up both its eyes and proceed to teach it to hunt. The hawk becomes acc2 lines, 3 comments
- Glorious it is, though concealing its glory: and a guide, though under the veil of coquetry. Its discourse is bright and strong; its argument clear and apt; its7 lines, 1 comment
- A discerning man questioned one of the indifferent, whom he saw to be very foolish and thoughtless, saying, Hast thou ever seen saffron, or hast thou only heard2 lines, 1 comment
- Dost thou desire thy collar of lace to be washed, then first give thy coat to the fuller. Strip off thy coat, for on the road to the King's gate there are many4 lines, 1 comment


