2024 Wingword Prize

By Vamaxi Maheshwari

To all those people in this world
Who talk of women empowerment,
I would like to ask

By Mrudani Deosthali

कहतें हैं सपने
सपने ही ज़िंदगी
ज़िंदगी खुद हकीकत जाने नहीं

By Vibha Verma

On way back home her spirits were high;
So young and bubbly, she was full of life.

By Priyal Didwania

What if I wanted to explore the honeycomb of revelations lathered in your mind? Get lost in the sweet mess, taste it, and marvel at the lusciousness of your thoughts. 

By Tia Thakkar

Blow the heaps of dust,
The dust on pictures,
Pictures our lives click for us

By Sristi Pramanik

On a typical spring morn,
during my dilly-dally
in the apartment lawn

By Avni Jain

I don’t want to carry the life 1
I’ve lived on me anymore,
I no longer want to be the sin of my memory 

By Jay Urmode

How are you?

People ask,
Do they really mean it,

By Banie Wadhwa

Rusty orange skies,
Intermingling with the snow-capped mountains
As if the earth and heaven had met

By Peehu Jaiswal

Dad you chose alcohol
And gave up walking me down the aisle
Or to teach me how to ride a bike

By Bijita Sharma

They see nothing—
no, they are not blind.
Rather, nowadays they are overseeing

By Saloni Raj

The dread creeped up my bloodline,
When he creaked open the door,
And stole my innocence

By Shyamasri Maji 

A temple dancer in Konark smiles at us
You adore her flower breast 

By Arjun Sharma

Far away, In the forest of ‘Tricks’,
There lived a family, a bundle of sticks,

By Sahima Mittal

Marvel the world above and below,
Beneath me sits the shallow core of this barren land