Knack(106) Poem by VAIDYANATHAN.T. RAM

To each and everyone,
Knack is a gift of God,
Maybe to each and everyone,
Knack is different,
But, self realization is required,
To understand his own knack.

Knack is his own blood,
Discovering or destroying his knack
Is within him,
Each and every knack,
May take some time to success,
Where there needs a patience.

Sometimes, somewhere, somehow,
Knack is learned from someone,
Sometimes, somewhere, somehow,
Knack is learned from his practical experience.

God creates the human,
Gifts the knacks,
But discovering or destroying the knack is within human.