Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

By Rama Rao

जिस पुनर्जागरण की पवित्र  ज्योति में 
तुमने अपने दीपक की लों जलाई थी ।

By Akhil Kurian

To be the one, is my yearning,
Offering by the force,

By Pooja Prajapati

वो मुझे सुकून दे जायेगी
वो मेरे हर दुःख बहा ले जायेगी

By Ojaswani Saxena

I don't remember my age, but I am in class 8,
It was a normal day, but my father took a half day today,

By Arayana Panwar

i carry fullness like famine.
my eyes — they shine,
yet cry.

By Amit Sharma

आज बाजार की दशा और दिशा को दर्शाती एक कविता 

By Tripti Mittal

क़फ़स में कैद हैं अभी कुछ बेबाक अरमां
कि उनकी रिहाई सवालों का सेलाब लाएगी

By Brindavan Rai Saral

धरती को खुशहाल बनाना। 
आज जरूरी पेड़ लगाना।।

By Avnish Anand

लगा नहीं था बसर यूँ भी ज़िंदगी होगी
जिया करेंगे मगर रूह अजनबी होगी

By Jayasree Chakraborty

This time, pour less.
Monsoon came this year so soon,
Cascading and spelling doom.

By Diya Sharma

As I get ready to step out,
I take a peek outside.

By Akanksha Kumari

Caressing the body of her lover
The girl was sat near a shovel
The grave was dug deep

By Joseph George Williams

கண்ணே கசங்கிய மலரென ஊரும் உறவும் தூற்ற ;
உன்னுடன் கழித்த சில உன்னதக்காலங்களை கொண்டு

By Aatika Sartaj

The moment he held me tight
In his arms, close to chest

By Pranab Majumdar

After removing her cotton wear,
She covered herself with plenty of flowers

By Ajin Jenny Thomas

Apologies to the moon, as I cannot love thee;
The letters and poems at thy doorstep are enough to forget me.

By Swati Chawla

Mum and Dad are waiting for you — to love you endlessly.

By Hiba Nasir

Forsaking the home I crafted myself,

Missed my soul, locked on the shelf

By Purnendu Sekhar Ghosh

Her name is Rehana Sultana.
Her hair is bobbed, thick, and curly.

By Aindrila Chanda

I wake up every day at the crack of dawn,
To sip on a cup of lemon tea while lying on the lawn.

By Jhansi Chapala

I can see your blissful smiles
Glittering the dreadful past.

By Rachel Sitling

But my heart seems to be fixated on you.
The King and Queen that we are.

By Riya Sharma

In my dream last night, my mother was a shapeshifter.

By Sochanphy Chilhang

Each season carries a name 
A pain drowned in deep grief and loss

By Nishindra KInjalk

At every doorway, quiet and small,
Muddy clogs rest against the wall.

By Uma Mahesh

Maybe This Is Healing

2020 broke something open
in many of us.

By Shambhavi Misra

I have a memory of you
Which I find folded on the turn

By Abhirami AS

I am like the skin
That never left

By Juslin T

जो भी तुम मांगोगे, तुम्हारे कदमों पर रख दूंगी मैं।
तुम भाग जाना चाहो, तो भी, जाने नहीं दूंगी मैं।

By Vartika Sharma Lehak

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