Share Our Happiness Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Call me not by name
I really feel shame
Not that they call me by real
But by bad name with sarcastic drill

I am pulled sometimes among friends
That too with laugh and endless jokes
I will be their simple target
But I will not mind and let

It gives me immense joy
If someone teases me to enjoy
It may be sometimes childhood habits
Made known public with shout 'Hurrah' and greet

I may laugh it out and not respond
They will put my name and second
That may keep me at the center
Cut the jokes and smile as soon as I enter

It is not done intentionally
As we have shared and enjoyed it really
It has come from long association
Nice bond to enjoy with sound relation

It builds real hatred or lovely alliance
Some of the boys really don't take chance
They come and go peacefully at once
We used to stay back, fight and enjoy the presence

It is difficult to keep them away
As we have no other way
To spend enough time
They are the only one around sometimes

I shall consider it as golden
As so many children are not seen together even
It is the only place where we share our happiness
Reach home happily with smile on the face