Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

By Gargee Tambe

Travelling through the Western Ghats in a car,
My mother, brother and I felt the sharp turnings of the path

By Aditya Sadashiv

If you open the steel cupboard, in the bedroom,
The brown one, near the wall? 

By Sneha Tanvani

तू हमेशा मेरे साथ है,
या यू कह दु तू हमेशा ही, मेरे पास है;

By Pankaj Sudan

ओ आनंद - सूर्य !
जुगनुओं के साम्राज्य में भ्रमित
मुझ सूरजमुखी को

Samyuktha Dandu

In the eras unknown,
 Lived a man with shoulders vast as horizons,

By Snigdha Saxena 

Six yards of simplicity,
Compassion stitched through every weave.
Threads that gather indomitable strength,

By Vanshika Chaudhary

I wonder if they can tell. The way this overcoat

Sneha Banala

Far to the other home 
 Sent to become bold

Mitali Sen

You were quiet and calm,
 Even in the storm
 Through shattered things,

By Sheetal V.Bhonsle

Life is unpredictably agonizing! Alas!
You’re enjoying the excitement of a long-awaited vacation

By Haiza Erin

I have a habit of leaving my poems and stories midway,
in the hope to pick them up later

Tasmia Rashid

I heard time is the best healer,
 But what if I don’t want to heal?

By Harika Rachuri

When the oceans dry and lands die, time keeps changing and still running

Chayita Bhattacharyya

You made me your muse while clawing with claws ;
 The most heartfelt gratitude you say , but attitude is the cause .

Wasim Shaikh

I sleep under a broken sky,
 Where stars once whispered bedtime stories…

By Sampada Thobbi 

Whenever I close my eyes. I remember you. I remember us. Two innocent souls wandering together. Never thinking this might not be forever.

Nikita Singh

How precious is God given life?
 Taken for granted most of the time

By Dr Shraddha Nikunj Bhardwaj

जिस क्षण छूटे अहम् हृदय का, कितना निर्मल वो क्षण है 
पर-सेवा में निज की निष्ठा सबसे श्रेष्ठ समर्पण है। 

By Meghna Bakshi 

We are all stories, they say, written by life and by death; Intricate threads of time, unravelling with each breath.

By Nyoikhaw Pansa 

I should be sinking my teeth into delicious chicken,
but instead, I was summoned to the neighbouring dorm.

By Smita Jape

गेहराइयों मे नही दर्द का दौर
आईने भी झुठ बोलने लगे है

By Shobhit Kakad

Book
Right from childhood, we start to read a book.
Small or big, colorful or thick,
A pile of these always makes a heart-to-hook.

Siddarth Vidhya

My life feels like a masquerade.
 The masks I wear, the secrets I share, the wounds I bear—

By Utkarsh Kumar Maurya 

Things resides in me. Thoughts resides in me . My resides in me. I resides in me.
Dreams resides in me 

By Taarini Kaul

A tree flourished strong and lean
spring painted her green
with floral accents and buzzing bees

By Neha Raj 

तुझको पाने की चाह में, चल पड़ी मैं जिस राह में। उस पर अंधेरा गहराता गया, ठहर गई मैं, हताश हृदय में।

Mohulbonee De

Conundrums of the world,
 consume us when;

By Sushmita Lahkar

The choppers fly in the clouds bedecked azureness,
Day is devoid of light, debris of bombed homes smother.
Night too lurks as the Evil Goon, missiles fly like stars

Ishita Sarraf

“Congratulations! You’re accepted to…”
 I read these sentences, 

By V Bala Meenak Rajesh

வாசலில் இருந்து பார்த்தாலே தெரியும் கொல்லை புறத்தின் பழைய கதவு...
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