A Happy Man Poem by R.K.S. Yadav

He who causes happiness for others
Is the happiest man on the earth
And to make laugh, never bothers
That man feels proud of his birth.

He may have pockets with no money
And feel inferior to the buyers
Standing in the market with honey
But sadist and they seem liers.

He who feels happy to see their bags
Over-filled with goods and things
He never feels jealous of their tags
And their fingers with golden rings
He who takes all these things as dirt
Is that man who never tries to flirt.