Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

By Nityananda Banerjee

সকল চেতন মাঝে  নিত্য যে সকাল সাঁঝে 
খুঁজে যাই অচেতন মুখ ,
সকল জ্ঞানের দ্বারে হারায় সে বারেবারে 
অবচেতনার সেই সুখ ।

By Dr Divya Susan Thomas

Forcing myself to delete fallen phrases from my memory,
Trying to pick up fallen pleasures,

By Upamanyu Sengupta

Hear me out, before I sleep;
Before my sorrow makes you weep;
Before my tales matches with yours;
Before the words spill the sewers;

By Riddhi Petkar

न जाने कितनों ने दी आहुति अपनी,
अंग्रेजों की बेड़ियों से भारत माँ को मुक्त करने को।

By Sany Sayantanee

Diverse pathways stand before us, akin to a distracting maze.
All but one are illecebrous, shiny, well-trodden, easy-going.

By Jyni Verma

I wish my body could merge into yours,
I wish I could swallow 
The poetry you inspire
Carve your name into

By Aroti Khasnobis

সম্মুখে বিস্তৃত দিগন্ত, 
দাঁড়িয়ে।  
নিঃসঙ্গতা সঙ্গী হয়ে পিছু ছাড়ে না।  
বেলা শেষে সূর্য কিরণ মেঘমালার সাথে দিন শেষে

By Geetali Sonak

The ethereal language of my soul,
Euphorically absolved in the ocean,
Forged a pulse — a force,
Transcending into my spirit,

By George Panicker

For knowledge, we search,
We engage in research;
We are the STEAM team,

By Richa Jayanti

I'd vomit until all my intestine's out,
Scream in the pillow until I can no more shout,

By Vijay Kumar

जुल्मो का तेरे अभी , कुछ इकरार बाकी है ? 
सब चले गए महफ़िल से ,कोई यार बाकी है? ||

By Artilin Row Thangkhiew

My fur baby watched the chaos all around the house
As cancer news was broken to All 
Tears were flowing 
Family hugs and love 

By Rinzing Chopel rai

My Adams apple isn’t her loving bosom that she misses
but she's taken it to be and is besotted

By Shriya Kothari

Mind filled with fears
So many tears.
Too much of darkness—
Can’t stand here.

By UNICA.D. MASSEY

For years i lived in chains and sealed with label,
A hidden story untold; crumbling, chaotic, unstable.

By Riya Jain

Always a moonlight in my sparkles,
To the Sun that shines on the world.
Distant and shallow, closer to each,
Belonging to none.

By Mahima Bakshi

Who isn’t sad, after all?
Behind their polished faces
There’s a pinch of sadness
They hide—

By Gauri Verma

There are poems 'n tales 
Of a girl finding her home
In husky eyes, soft smile
And a gentle tone

By Manoj J

முடியுமென்பவனுக்கு வானிடியும் முழங்கி அவனை வரவேற்கும்.

By Isha Kukreti

Everything I lose creates space for everything I need
I just need to let it find its way to me

By Sunetra Malik

I was sitting on the bed all alone
An idea came to my head at home
It was to write a poem in dream,
But I remembered a Hymn of Him.

By Shivali Rana

रंगों का सुनते ही मन चहक सा जाए,
बांट दिए गए हैं, फिर भी सब भा जाए।
हर रंग की बात अलग, नाम अलग और अर्थ भी अलग —

By Ridhima Aira Behl

The final act of all romantics is to plead goodbye
So I did, to let go, in an untimely fashion

By BHABAGRAHI DASH

We live in a physical world 
Where we have multiple choices \
Of channels and cable stations 
To choose and satisfy a desire. 

By Preethi N C

இன்று என்னை சுற்றி சுடரொளிமயம் 
இன்பமென்னும் நெய்யிட்டு
அன்பு என்னும் திரி கொண்டு
என் வாழ்வினை ஏற்றி வைத்தாய் !

By Lukshita Nayyar

Walks on the sidewalk are my moments of melancholy
In this city that never sleeps,
A solitary stroll reminds me of my innate drowsiness

By Amaira Kapoor

Once upon a time we were strangers 
Just trying to survive,
Hoping we'd thrive
Who knew we'd grow so close at heart

By Dr. Susheela Chaurasia

मेरा देश है सबसे प्यारा
अनेकता में एकता रहें, यहीं हैं इसका नारा,

By Sania Khatun

October 31
Everything's slow ,
successively slower.
The mornings , the noons,
particularly the nights

By Annapurna Jha
लो सपने बेच रहा बचपन
कोई अपनी खुशी खरीद रहा