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Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

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The Meet

The Meet

By Manaswi Susarla

Upon the terrace, he waits still
With all his emotions beneath

THE PETRICHOR

THE PETRICHOR

By Raju Manav
When Earth’s thirst meets the first rain, and the soil whispers thanks in scent
That is Petrichor, a memory that never fades

Ek Tarfa Ishq

Ek Tarfa Ishq

By Khushi Vasoya

ये एक तरफा इश्क की दुनिया भी कितनी अजीब होती है,
कि ये एक तरफ़ा इश्क़ की दुनिया भी कितनी अजीब होती है

Faltering Hues

Faltering Hues

By Pubali Roy

The chrysalis breaks apart, tiny eyes open wide,
her lashes flutter in puzzled glances at the enormous world;

Tales from Yellow pages

Tales from Yellow pages

By Chinmay Chahar

Evening by the window
Under a pink soothing sky

The Debt Of Education

The Debt Of Education

By Vaishavi Oza 

They say knowledge is free,
but they forget the locks on its doors,
the weight of numbers that crush a name,

बारिश की बूँदें

बारिश की बूँदें

By Dr. Ajay Janmejay
बूँदों के आगे हैं बूँदें, बूँदों के पीछे है बूँदें 
तारों पर सजी नन्ही रेल, सावन की सबसे प्यारी खेल

All About Him

All About Him

By Manoj Stanley Tito Stephens

Holy, holy, holy is He
Who died for the sins of humanity

Miracles

Miracles

By Perin Unwalla

In the beauty of a canopying tree
In its blossoms bursting free

Fallen angel

Fallen angel

By Akshay Suresh
To the angel I fall, a soul tainted in rain,
Free-falling through sky, in love, in loss, in search of a breath again

दिल फिर कुछ कहना चाहता है

दिल फिर कुछ कहना चाहता है

By Abhishek Yadav

आज दिल फिर कुछ कहना चाहता है,
पूछना था — सुनोगी क्या?

Unseen Sacrifices

Unseen Sacrifices

By Dr.S.R.Krishnamoorthy Ranganathan

Roses, my childhood dreams, in vision and in bloom,
Gardening, a fleeting pastime, yet it failed to loom,

অব্যক্ত

অব্যক্ত

By Anwesha Ray

আমার বাড়ির সামনে ডাকবাক্সে- 
একটা চিঠি পড়ে আছে সেই কবেকার!
দূরদেশী এক অপরিচিত ব্যক্তি 
নিজের নাম পরিচয় কিছুই না ব্যক্ত করে, 

Time

Time

By Sangeeta Joshi

Time is a big one
When we are born, love is in and surrounded everywhere

अमानवी विल्हेवाट - एक मृत्यू

अमानवी विल्हेवाट - एक मृत्यू

By Vilas Sawant

लाकडांवर लाकडे रचित होती
सरणावर
अविश्रांत, क्लांत ती...

Safar

Safar

By Vipul Pande

लफ्ज़ ना करते बयां,
एहसासों का सिलसिला।
रास्ता ना मंज़िल से जुदा,
काफ़िला आशाओं का मिला।

Epilogue

Epilogue

By Aishwarya Damaraju
May I go out a fighter, undeterred, untamed, and messy
A voice in the silence,a blaze against injustice, a name that meant resistance

An Intruder in My Garden

An Intruder in My Garden

By Kenisha Singh

An Intruder in My Garden
Hey you! What are you doing there?
Are you trying to pluck out the flowers
of my hard-earned friendships 

ഓർമ്മയിലെ പ്രണയം

ഓർമ്മയിലെ പ്രണയം

By Sanil Kumar

തളിരിടും നീയെന്റെ ആത്മാവിൻ നെറുകയിൽ
പടരുമോ ഹൃദയത്തിൻ മോഹമായി
നിറയുമോ നീയൊരു മൗനമായി 

Peek into an Obstetrician’s Life

Peek into an Obstetrician’s Life

By Dr Sumitra Bachani

An Obstretician’s life is inextricably linked
Pregnancy and Labour are time bound, the days are inked!

Dream

Dream

By Sreyas Sreejith 

Sleeping time when I closed my
eyes,a world with peace and love
came to my dream.
A rain of snowball fell on my head,

FOOTBALL OF LIFE

FOOTBALL OF LIFE

By Sameer Punyani

If everybody won,
Where would be the fun,
If everyone would fail,
Only gloom will prevail,

जीवनकीसमझ

जीवनकीसमझ

By Kanak Lata Rai
हर इंसान लड़ रहा है, अपने-अपने मोर्चे पर 
तो क्यों न हम थोड़ा और इंसान बनें, थोड़ा और इंसानियत दिखाएँ?

The girl in mirror

The girl in mirror

By Dhairyaa Chauhan

With her head hung low
And nowhere to go
She can't explain 
This mysterious pain
It comes on so fast

The Man who called me Baahubali

The Man who called me Baahubali

By Kritika Pandey

In a world where fathers call daughters “Princess,”
you called me your Baahubali—my strength, no less.

The Hope in the Storm

The Hope in the Storm

By Bhargavvi Atul Bajpai

It was a stormy rainy night 
With winds blowing across
Scattering everything which was built
The shades which were meant to protect were broken into pieces 

एक अच्छी जिंदगी का सफर

एक अच्छी जिंदगी का सफर

By Nilisha Maher

ये दुनिया तुमसे इंसान बनने की उम्मीद रखती है...
और इंसान बनने के लिए अच्छा बनना होता है...

Hurt by her pain

Hurt by her pain

By Vineetha Deepak

That day, 
a part of her died.
Her soul lost every hope.
Her dream lost its purpose
and life, its worth. 

प्रेम पथिक

प्रेम पथिक

By Anand Shrivastava
है मीठा ज़हर ये प्रेम नगर, रोज़ हरेंगे तेरे प्राण 
जहां फूल-फूल है कातिल, हर चाँदनी में छुपा तूफ़ान

A Killer

A Killer

Hiba Mansuri

“Nostalgia is a killer,”
 As some people say,