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[Second poem for #EC_PoetryCamp ec_poetry #Day2]

Knowledge makes a person realise,
The storehouse of potential inside,
This storehouse is called by all
As the mighty 'talent' that lies withal.

Knowledge gives a person the ability,
To use his intelligence as a tool of divinity.
The person rises high in esteem
And when he's called a 'genius' his eyes gleam.

You jump into the fires of perfection,
Splash about in the pool of unlimited wit.
Yet you know you won't be able to take everything in
But that's what you call a mere twist.

Talent becomes rare to find,
But talented people are plenty
You need to just find one inside you,
And that'll raise the bar high with dainty.

Hardworking people are genius, they say
But don't they have a bit of ego? they may.
This results in success stories that could've been written,
But failed to become masters of the day.

Sad to state,
Talent is always understated
Though the true wonders that talent can produce,
Will make opportunities and virtues your best mate.

Mammoth achievements that are recognised by all,
Is the final result after the making of every prodigy.
Whether you're talented or a genius,
It totally lies under your surety.