Wingword Poetry Competition 2025 – Delhi Poetry Slam

Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

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Home

Home

By Debanjana Majumder

My body is a cemetery I often call “home”.
And with every new visitor,
I like to give them a tour.

Moiling in the Election Daze

Moiling in the Election Daze

By Sreelekha Chatterjee

Two political parties among others—traditional adversaries,
Asuras and Devas alike—join forces, cooperate

Bonded Labour

Bonded Labour

By Debendra Kumar Bauri

I am sore,
fallen from the hellfire of tyranny.
I am the song,

For the love of a game

For the love of a game

By Agastya Mittal

Far far away in a place called Shillong, 

Lived a boy called Kartik who’d been playing tennis quite long.

 

MEMORY

MEMORY

By Dr P K Janardana Kurup

Through my memories,
I take countless births.

बेचैनी

बेचैनी

By Vandana Singh

This poem was entered into Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

Motivational Poems

Motivational Poems

By Dharmesh Kotak

This poem was entered into Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

My Airport Wear

My Airport Wear

By Joycee O J

If you ask me which is my favourite wear,
Without batting an eye, I’d say ‘lungi!'

Windigo

Windigo

By Sneha Sablé

There’s no room for my rest when
Their puckered brows are front-row

वो पल, वो दरवाज़ा

वो पल, वो दरवाज़ा

By Jatin Saini

बेठे हम उस दरवाज़े पर,
शाम ढलती थी नरम हवाओं में,
सुंदर आसमान पे रंग बिखरते थे...

Before the Heavens

Before the Heavens

By Joseline Joseph

Before heaven and hell, there was life;
Before soul entered flesh, there was breath.
Turmoil raged before the gods..

Paradox

Paradox

By Anuradha Kumari

Who am I
Maybe a paradox
I want freedom
And miss the cage
I run away
But keep coming back

She in Every Thread

She in Every Thread

By Kawya Chandra

Stuffs naphthalene balls under the cupboard, to forget the kitchen smell.
Cleans the wooden shelves carefully-the only remnant..

सरहद से सैनिक का पत्र, पत्नि के नाम

सरहद से सैनिक का पत्र, पत्नि के नाम

By Bharti Chourasia

देश प्रेम सर्वोपरि है मेरा, गर्व है मुझे अपने माता पिता पर।
अर्धांगिनी हो तुम मेरी,बेटे का फर्ज ..

Tum

Tum

By Leena Joge

Tu meri ruh ka sukoon he,
Tu chain he mere dil ka,
Tujhse hi to pyaar beshumar,
Tu hi he..

A Reckless Boy Chasing a Butterfly 🦋

A Reckless Boy Chasing a Butterfly 🦋

By Priyanka Chandel Adya

I built this house with hands that trembled
but never did I let go.
Each brick held with forgiveness..

The Soul Just Went Up

The Soul Just Went Up

By Nalini Gopalakrishnan

When I was a kid, 
My Granny told me,
“Son nobody dies, the soul just goes up”.

अनामिका

अनामिका

By Devesh Pale

नाराज ती कोणालाच नाही करायची
प्रत्येकासाठी काही ना काही तरी करायची
पण कुठेच अडकून नाही रहायची..

खुद को अच्छी लगने लगी हूँ

खुद को अच्छी लगने लगी हूँ

By Kavita Verma

औरो को अच्छी लगूँ या नही मैं,
पर अब खुद को अच्छी लगने लगी हूँ।

Hope

Hope

By Ali Rizwan

His lips said that he was not sad,
breaking all the chains that disquiet had spread.
His face was adorned with..

Yaad

Yaad

By Udit Khera

Dard leti hai imtehaan
Toot jaata hai dil, kisi apne ke jaane se
Kaise sambhaalun main khud ko..

Bharat Ki Beti

Bharat Ki Beti

By Dr Neeraj Sharma

पग-पग शूल मिले राहो में
पर फिर भी ना घबराऊ मै,
मैं भारत की बेटी हूँ अब
सब संभव कर पाऊ मैं।

Tuzya Mazyat

Tuzya Mazyat

By Bharati Mukul Chavan- Patil

तुला बघावे रोज, असे काही नाही
तुला सांगावे गूज, असेही काही नाही
तुझे जपावे मन, असे काही नाही..

Umr… ek padaav

Umr… ek padaav

By Fatima Rizvi

सड़क को पार करते हुए वो एक फूल की दुकान पर दूसरी तरफ पहुंचे और लड़खड़ाते हाथों को उठाते हुए

Screamed, Survived, and Smiled 💔

Screamed, Survived, and Smiled 💔

By Narayani Gupta

Born on 13/09/2002 after midnight
Soul born where past deeds died,
Path arrived when inner light aligned..

रे मन चिड़िया सा बन

रे मन चिड़िया सा बन

By Bansidhar Gupta

रे मन चिड़िया सा बन
जोड़ी बना एक के साथ 
निभा जीवन भर !

कैसे कह दूं मर्द बूरे है..

कैसे कह दूं मर्द बूरे है..

By Priyanka Priya

कैसे कह दूं मर्द बूरे है,
सामाजिक जंजीरों से वो भी तो घिरे हैं
माना पुरुष प्रधान के विश्लेषण..

when god taught me how to read in braille

when god taught me how to read in braille

By Uma Shukla

I. first languages
the first time i learned the word touch, it wasn’t in any language i could spell out,

Life

Life

By Mayur Rajput

been trying to figure out life
been a bit difficult, the theories are rife
does religion have any real answers?

मैं चुप रहूँगी।

मैं चुप रहूँगी।

By Sharada Vishwakarma

मैं चुप रहूँगी। 
तुम कुछ भी कहो,
फिर भी मैं चुप रहूँगी।
मेरे चुप रहने में ही सबकी भलाई है।