25 posts
  • wonder_land_3 8w

    I love the way my face lights up when I hear the music
    My heart beams with pride knowing it is I who came up with it
    It's not something I tell people often
    But boy do I love it!

    My fingers trail the piano keys
    Black and white and black and white
    Each having a potential to tell a story
    To evoke an emotion

    It's like magic
    The trailing of sounds
    The streaming of senastion
    It's phenomenal

    And if I could sit and play the music all night long
    I would

    Let me be your dreamcatcher
    A dispatcher of goodness
    A whisper to your ears
    That you will always be enough

  • dhanak_meena 9w


    Certain times duties are imposed on us
    Prepared or not have to perform
    Both body and mind do their work
    Gradually over a period of time
    You get used to daily chores
    In spring time of life I faced it
    Situation tactfully plotted me
    Initially it was responsibility
    But than it was matter of course
    Repeatedly faced criticism
    Firstly cried than pondered over
    Started mastering and tears dried
    Unknowingly I was a part of race
    I wanted to be out of this marathon
    Thanks to sub conscious mind
    Which always remains alert
    Converted fragility into firmness
    shared my thoughts with none
    As most of them discouraged
    I was totally aware of my skills
    It needed a well planned route
    passion and patience both I followed
    Took my mind to the path of positivity
    People and place least affected
    Our skills shouldn't be burdened
    Ego and fear factor I kept aside
    Strong I was knew that very well
    Updated my skills and restarted
    Few things are inbuilt in us
    Never ignore your instincts
    I don't want to exhibit to all
    Let them sit and wonder
    Mystery is for them
    I demystified my real side.
    Love myself and my Life
    With pleasure and pride I emerge


  • ashish_ve 9w


    Acche ko acche lage hum, Aur bure ko bure.

    Jinhe jitni jarurat thi, wo utna hin samjhe hume...

  • shynishyns 9w


    Framed hanging paintings,
    Mural of cherry tree
    On the wall bloomed in pink,
    Myriad coloured flowers
    Fixed in vases
    Chant my lovely name
    As my pretty hands gave birth to them;
    Never I stained my mind
    With the dirty thought of loneliness;
    I take it as a rewarded opportunity
    To excavate my latent talents
    Rusted and buried deep inside;
    I am neither Picasso nor Michael Angelo;
    Once my hands held paint brush
    It blew in to a mesmerizing art;
    My paintings wink and smile
    And relieve me from all worries;
    Never I see objects around me as it is
    I evoke the art stuffed in it;
    Papers, carry bags, disposed bottles
    Garnish my home as artistic vases,
    Roses, Lilies, Gerberas...
    I can't smell their fragrance
    But the aura of happiness emitted
    Always refresh my soul
    And I am proud of my skill....

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    I am Artistic...


  • commoved_1803 9w


    They think that they are playing with my brain,
    But in my inside I decipher all the mask, all the feign...
    I may seem prosaic, perturbed or even perplexed,
    But I know within a man, there are many faces, many men...

  • shayar_rj27 9w

    जला दिया उन कम्बख्तों ने उसे
    अपनी हवस कि प्यास बुझाकर
    हाथ भी ना कापें उसके
    देह पर उसकी आग लगाके।।

    #mirakeeangelo #mirakee
    @mirakeeworld @mirakee

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    क्या होली, क्या दिवाली
    सब एक ही तो है
    रोज कोई खुन मे रंगा
    जले पटाखों के हाल मे मिलता है।।

  • say_me_krish 9w

    1. I'm good at being happy and sad at the same time, and I couldn't contemplate the way it seems possible. I cry when halcyon in the air caresses my lips, and I drench my pillows when my subfusc brown eyes want to. So it truly doesn't make much difference to me. I take tears to be same in every situation.

    2. I can console a heartbreak, apply ointments on a scar, or listen to anything when the one I "want" is badly bad. And I'm proud that I'm a surgeon to stitch somebody else's fragments when my own heart doesn't feel connected to my nerves. A carpenter with broken furnitures, I am.

    3. I am too good at talking, but when it comes to silence, it feels like I have mastered calming the worst of tempests. I'm silent when I want, and silence isn't arrogance, there's a difference. It sometimes is wanting some space to connect better to myself, or tolerating the rage to stay inside with a fear that vomiting it out on somebody else can break good bonds.

    4. I see, I understand. I think that's enough to know my outlook. Nobody actually cares about the good blood flowing inside. And if I find somebody with some solicitude, I feel like holding them tight in my arm space so that an escapade of good times seems impossible.

    5. I  C R Y when I want to, and I'm a boy. I have cried irrespective of the number of audience around me, and I don't regret flooding, since it got no harm. I'm proud of weeping despites being a boy. There's no discrimination and discomfort in expressing emotions in any way. I always feel so. I feel special.

    6. I talk to the one in the mirror everyday, and I find a solution to at least some of my questions. I don't sense myself delirious in any ways. Talking to reflections reflect your lights to spectrums, and the colours emerging out can make you happier than the greys you hold on to.

    7. I wear Pink shirts, do all girl-ish activities and still find myself authentic. Authentic is the new unique! I always feel that I've achieved something great by breaking the stereotypes the world put on me, and I consider it as my skill. I don't know if it really is.

    8. I prioritize myself the most, and I think people must do this. Throwing our priorities on somebody else makes it a trash. I never feel low for myself. I wouldn't mind staying alone, I have my soul to talk to. I never mind flooding the feelings I have shackled inside me, unless I keep my trust on that person; and that's the reason I always share my heart with my soul only.
    It's a skill I believe, sharing your heart with your own self takes time.

    ~S r i K r i s h n a P S | Nov 24, 2020

    I don't know if you would consider them skills, but I do. Apologies for not being literary :/
    Non-fiction :")
    (You can clearly notice that I've completed my first book XD)

    @writersnetwork (57, 9) @writersbay @sangfroid_soul @laus_deo @thewordplayer
    #skp_writes #mirakeeangelo #subfuscc

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  • bohemian_ballerina 9w

    My 2 assests!

    Many are associated with some NGOs, rest of them have already proven their prowess in varied fields of esteem respect in society, few have actually put a leg forward to establish themselves anew...
    But if I try to do something out of my will, it becomes a nothing for the viewers...
    There are two things that bring me ecstasy, that keeps me high, that gives me a kick to keep doing it repeatedly, again and again:
    1. Making people happy/at least trying to bring a smile on their faces (be it my close association or any stranger for that matter). Even if I try very hard, the end result on their faces is worth relishing!
    2. Handling babies!!!!! Many just swoon over the idea of playing with a child (who's cute - pinkish skin,deep blue eyes, chubby cheeks, dimpled chin!) But with me, it is just A CHILD, any child. We have a clique instantly. Wherever I go I immediately hit it off with a baby - be it at the mall, the theater or just some random labourer's child.

    Whatever the world thinks, I'm actually truly proud of these feats.


  • mrscline16 9w

    Unbelievable Skills....

    I have a skill I never knew I had.. It is a gift I was given naturally... I keep learning more about it as I go.. It helps people begin to love their self...

    I have a gift that sometimes seems bad... It is something strong and hard to explain verbally... I keep studying more about myself to learn what I should know... It makes me more open and not on a closed shelf...

    I have a talent that uses a pad... I can use colors or black and white simply.... It can look as beautiful as snow... It helps me know my worth....

    I have abilities that require comprehension to understand what I have.... It blesses me abundantly and regularly..... I never have to second guess a crowd... It guides me by showing me the doors...

  • 2write 9w


    Positive words are totally free yet they create warmest and priceless emotions for everyone.

  • bonitasarahbabu 9w

    I've been blessed with a gift,
    I usually see it as a curse,
    It is the ability to empathize with many.
    I can feel the emotions of people,
    It is absolutely draining,
    But this is my secret skill.
    I was born an empath,
    Then life honed my skills and taught me,
    I was able to soothe others while I took their pain.
    The pain was debilitating,
    But it was something I took on,
    It was not by choice, but it was her life.
    Being an empath,
    It is my secret skill.
    Whether it is a gift or a curse, that's the question.

  • pnair87 9w

    ‘Jack of all trades,but master of none’!
    Well ,I define myself with this proverb .... From my childhood , I got the opportunity to try many things such as dance , vocal music , instrumental music , clay modeling , jewelry making , craft work etc ... I used to pen down something here and there . As the years passed by , studies , work & family took majority of my time , all these have faded into oblivion ...

    I’m a very confused soul... not knowing what I’m actually supposed to do!!! Well , I understand myself to be interested in cooking ... that’s obviously many women are skilled up with right ? It’s a matter of survival too ... Then , I love taking pictures ... not mostly of humans , but of the nature , roads... actually I noticed that when clicking the nature photos we don’t need to use any filters...nature itself applies it all ... here , I could use some of my clicks as the backdrop to my writings ... Thanks to mirakee for that too !!!
    Then about the writing part , like many I too had this writers block I guess ... It has abandoned me for years , and this lockdown and all made emotions to well up my heart and pour down as words after so many years ... So yes , then I found mirakee , which acts as my scribbling pad now , where I could pen down whatever I want ... kudos to this wonderful app ...
    So to sum up I think , I would rather say I love writing , cooking & photography ... skilled or not I can’t make out !!!

    I just wrote this , don’t know whether this fits into the arena ... Thanks for this opportunity mirakee!!!


  • aishwarya_mishra 9w

    #mirakeeangelo #secretskill @hindiwriters

    खुद की Praise में अलग ही मजा है
    ये भी सही है

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    मुझमे में हूँ ,
    एक मासुमियत सी है दिल में ,
    एक ठहराब सा है जीवन में ,
    जो करने की सोच रखती हूँ ,
    वो बेजिझक करती हूँ ,
    मुस्कुराता ये चेहरा ,
    पढ़लेता है ,उन नर्म आंखोकी खामोशियाँ को,
    बिना कहे समझने की खूबी रखती हूँ
    उन अनकहे जज़्बातों को
    पिता को गर्व है ,माँ का लाड़ है
    बारिश में भी सूरज के करीब हूँ
    येही तो हुनर की पहचान है


  • shayar_rj27 9w


    रंजिशे है भी तो अपनो को ही,
    ओरो को होती तो राह बदल लेते।।

  • akshiwrites 9w


    "Any secret talent?", they asked.

    "Diving deep into the soul of the one unknown to phrases and expressions", I replied.

  • wripadac_ 9w

    My Secret Skills

    My skills includes WRIting poetry, PAinting, DAncing and ACting.
    Hence the name - Wripadac!

    These are the things that I do when am idle. I have participated in many events that were conducted by colleges or my company where I work and have won prizes.

    And I have keen interest in crafts or DIY.

    These are the things which I feel am best at.

    I do sketches as well, though I don't feel I excel in that department.


  • sadar_ammar 9w


    For I guess my hidden skill is acting, acting like I'm okay when I'm not and making others believe it somehow
    For I'm helping others smile when I can't seem to smile myself I just act like I'm happy and put a fake smile on to make everyone think I'm okay
    For my feelings may seem intact but I just act like it isn't when really it is
    For if someone attacked me I wouldn't react maybe cause I lack the feelings to get hurt or something else
    For my heart is cracked open, broken and shredded but I'm still acting like everything is okay

    For I'm wondering if I'm the only one who performs a show like me but I'm the not only actress in mine, is it the same for you?
    To be exact I'm not okay I just packed my feelings away now I'm feeling empty I'm just acting like I feel things
    For my back is backed against the wall feeling like I'm suffocating but im just acting like I'm not
    For the pain is stacking up everyday and my mask is cracking away
    But I'll try districting myself as always and act like everything is okay when it isn't, wouldn't you do the same?

  • anonymous_562 9w

    Suno suno suno, skill...

    Not losing ourself in the journey of life,
    is itself a biggest skill one should have in life.


  • sane34 9w

    If only I could do something worthwhile
    I would make you smile
    If i could do something worthwhile
    I would make you love
    If I could do something worthwhile
    I would make you feel

    How peonies scent
    How pigeons coo
    How world moves on
    Without further ado.


  • shreybahuguna 9w


    Doesn't matters what kind of skill you have at the time you are not able to usefull with that skill
    My skill doesn't have any specific type but I have my gutts to help people even when I saw with my blind eyes in any kind kind of situation thats my motive in my life.