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Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

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The Mysterious Journey

The Mysterious Journey

By Madhura Bakshi
I wish to be there again, where there is a lot to feel, nothing to see,
Back to commence the mysterious journey — the journey within me!

Moth gazing at the butterfly

Moth gazing at the butterfly

By shreshta nair

Black beady eyes of the moth 
Gaze at the butterflies iridescent wings 
Resplendent is she, she thought 
Cognizant of how much it stings

Morals

Morals

By Angel Tataskar

Morals,
a simple word of six letters with bazillions of different meanings,
who's the judge for it when there's enormous of discrete feelings,

Stay Strong when Things Go Wrong

Stay Strong when Things Go Wrong

By Reenu Dipta
The slashes of destiny may ruthlessly put me down,
But I will strike with an equal blow without a frown

People Inspire People

People Inspire People

By Pragya Mishra

When someone lends helping hands to needy, without being selfish and greedy
When someone gives you such a feel, never give up and go try the zeal

Old me

Old me

By Athira Vivek

He alarmed me in a hush sound,’it's time’ he said,
with those hustle, I woke to bag his lunch.

12 Grapes

12 Grapes

By Pooja Rana

I didn't eat 12 grapes under the table at midnight on New Year's,
I slapped on mouth tape

SUN

SUN

By Ashish Gandhi

Thank you God to grant us "free will"
To listen, act and pay with a "bill"

कौन हूं मैं?

कौन हूं मैं?

By Aanchal Khanna

कभी फूलों की महक में खुद को मिल जाती हूँ, कभी पत्तों की सरसराहट में यूं ही इठलाती हूं। कभी लहरों सी नदियां की धार में लहराती हूं...

Old Furniture

Old Furniture

By Arvind Khadse

Broken leg, 
Grimly look,
Peeling makeup, 
Luster aloof.

Another Day

Another Day

Meenakshi Viswanathan

As she sat at her table, gearing up for another gruelling day at work,
 Life looked very bleak. How odd...

Bamboo's Tradition

Bamboo's Tradition

By Rimansan Ha O Najiar

Northeast India is the hand of Mother Nature;
The crease and fold of her palm is where life exists.

Partners in Pun, Crime & Chemistry

Partners in Pun, Crime & Chemistry

Tulika B Mukherjee

My friend you were, you are, you'll always be,
 In every giggle, glance, and silent plea.

Menstruation

Menstruation

By Latika Ojha

I am proud I bleed and stain, for that's the blood that runs the vein of my baby that prattles, babbles and fills my home with thunderous thrills

The Mizo Path

The Mizo Path

H Zorampari

Let me take you to the land I call home,
 Unknown to many, yet rich in its lore.

तकलीफों की दास्तां

तकलीफों की दास्तां

By Komal Agarwal

तकलीफों की अनगिनत कहानी है,
हर दिल में छुपी एक जुबानी है।

LIFE IS AN EXAMINATION

LIFE IS AN EXAMINATION

By K. Sivasubramanyam

Each day as the sun rises, it is time to ponder over our choices — is it helping or harming?

If We Had Our Last Talk, I Would Have Told You..

If We Had Our Last Talk, I Would Have Told You..

Sanjana Reddy 

In 19 years of my life,
 I never met a man quite right.

The Gate's Anguish

The Gate's Anguish

Indira Mohan

ALL DAY I STAND NO MOMENT I SLEEP
 IF I AM NOT ALERT SOMEONE MIGHT CREEP

Everything or Nothing

Everything or Nothing

By Aster Dsouza

To believe is to deceive.
To believe is to doubt.
To relieve is the pain you feel,

You Are Anger. You Are Grief.

You Are Anger. You Are Grief.

Sudipti Saha

I have moments where I want to slit these invisible threads, 
 between you and me. 

सुभद्रा

सुभद्रा

By Nishi Ratnam

सूने नयनों से तटस्थ खड़ी थी,
सुभद्रा ले स्वागत की थाल,
राखी पर मधुसूदन आये,

मेरे बटुए की अंदर वाली जेब में पड़ी हैं कुछ यादें

मेरे बटुए की अंदर वाली जेब में पड़ी हैं कुछ यादें

By Harvinder Chahal

मेरे बटुए की अंदर वाली जेब में पड़ी हैं कुछ यादें,
टुकड़ों को जोड़कर जी लिया करते हैं कभी-कभी

Rain

Rain

By Shashi Sastry

Life falls from the sky,
In gentle, soothing drops,
It feels like salvation.

Healing - A Spectrum

Healing - A Spectrum

By Madhura Dethe
Once upon a time, as the story goes, an unpleasant occurrence shattered the depths of me, putting me into a situation so helpless

Sitting Room

Sitting Room

By Esha Srivastava

From the outside in, you’d find, 
A tiny box of epic proportions; veneered walls, floor lined with an ornate rug.

The Man in the Meadow

The Man in the Meadow

By Aradhana Princy Amarnath

He had lost his priceless life, for overpriced trifles. He looked back at the winding road and searched for his way back home, only to realise that he had lost it a very long time ago.

Who are we?

Who are we?

By Vinita Nahata

"Hey dude, would you mind if I dressed like you?"
"For, I believe, it's good enough for me

War of Dreams

War of Dreams

By Parbin Choudhury

When the lights go out,
And the night sky emerges alive
With the twinkling stars in millions

Loot Tantra

Loot Tantra

By Avdhesh Thakur

लूटने वाले, क्या नहीं लूटते है ?
कोई अमन लूटता है,
कोई चमन लूटता है,