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Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

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The Mirror on the Easel

The Mirror on the Easel

By Srishti Sharma

I turn to seek the canvas once again, But all I see is sun and sky and light. And I am lying down upon the field, The sun stares back, and all my thoughts go still.

1- ए आताताई ये तो बतला

1- ए आताताई ये तो बतला

By Shobha Joshi

घर तो छोड़ आए हो तुम उन्नत जीवन की चाहत में मिश्रित बस्ती में रहते हो शहरी जीवन की राहत में 

The Battle I Never Chose

The Battle I Never Chose

By Rohit Raj 

I fought back with what I could, But in those thoughts, there lived a lie. For deep inside, I never truly believed — Enough to really try.

Jaho hashmat

Jaho hashmat

By Tajamul Fazili

ہم بھی بھولے ہیں کبھی کےزندہ رہنے کے اصول
شکل آدم ہی ریے پر آدمیت چھوڑ دی

 

क्या तुम समझ पाओगे?

क्या तुम समझ पाओगे?

By Supreet Kaur

ये सुनते ही जब मेरी हँसी फुरकत हुई,  तुम्हारे माथे की लकीरे लौट आई। पूछा था तुमने तब शायद,  इस बेरुखी की वजह क्या है?

मैं मौन हूँ

मैं मौन हूँ

By Dr. Nitesh Dhawan

तू ही है सर्वस्व मेरा मान भी तू ही जीवनदायिनी वरदान भी 

to the flowers that bloom tomorrow

to the flowers that bloom tomorrow

By Hasini Narayanaswamy

you will be scorned due to your looks, belittled for your color, your form derided, before you are cast away, with the wind.

Quiver dance (A play on Queer & River)

Quiver dance (A play on Queer & River)

By Audrey Correa

Walk a different walk, they scold Walk like a man, walk like a woman, a whip to the  bottom Sway. Don’t sway. Hands down.

একদিন হঠাৎ

একদিন হঠাৎ

By Lipika (Guha) Chanda

বকুনি  শুনেই ম্লানহাসি হেসে করে রইলেন চুপ। "পুকুরপাড়ের ঝুপসি গাছটা, আম হয়েছে  গোটাবিশ, ছোট্ট বেলায় সে আমটা খেতে ,তুই ভালোবাসতিস।"

Childhood-The Golden Days.

Childhood-The Golden Days.

By Alma Neha Lugun

A simple delight in each day's new find, In that innocent world and unburdened mind.

औरत ही औरत की दुश्मन है?

औरत ही औरत की दुश्मन है?

By Neelam Jaiswar

माना, तूने पढ़-लिखकर अपनी रोज़ी-रोटी है कमाई। तो उस अनपढ़ ने भी सुबह से शाम तक खटकर ही अपनी रोटी है खाई।

उड़ान की क़ीमत

उड़ान की क़ीमत

By Tripti Sharma

क्योंकि रौशनी जितनी तेज़ होती है, अंधेरे उतने ही गहरे साथ आते हैं। जो खुद को थाम ले इन दोनों के बीच, वही सच में मुकम्मल कहलाते है।

The Calm Before the Storm

The Calm Before the Storm

By Ayaan Anwar

But oh, if they could only see. The child inside who longs to be Held without having to explain Loved through all the quiet pain.

Speck!

Speck!

By mugdha arora

The tiniest thing could now speak to me, wisdom even put forth a song. My love met another world that could love even strong.

Devil Decimated

Devil Decimated

By Aqib Shaick

Mother was left with no other option" My son is nothing but evil incarnation Poisoned my land and beyond, he should Perish before the planet landed in peril".

याद-शहर

याद-शहर

By Siddarth Joshi

तो चलो ख्वाबों की बातें करते हैं, कुछ दूर ही सही, पर घर चलते हैं, वहाँ, डूबते सूरज से, नदी में रंग भरते हैं,

TRAITOR

TRAITOR

By DURGA PILLAI

For much has been unsaid When the true traitor is I, myself, The very princess of these sheep Who seem to have a thirst for forever sleep

The Girl I Could Have Been

The Girl I Could Have Been

By Sharanya Menon

I know the sound of my own name spoken without hesitation, without doubt, without the ache of translation.

Tumults In tears

Tumults In tears

By Prof.Ismail Aashna

With seas and storms In eyes To wrap you Within the wreathes of My immeasurable depths

कृष्णरंग

कृष्णरंग

By Yogesh Dudhate

हृदयांची जागा जिथे, घ्या आम्हाला त्या मिठीत विरह नको आता इथे, बांधू स्वतः ला त्या गाठीत इवलुसा जरी जीव माझा, योगी तो आता तुझ्या मुठीत

ദേഹിയായ്...

ദേഹിയായ്...

By ABU THAHIR THEVAKKAL

വേദനകളുടെ ചാറ്റലിൽ തളർന്നുറങ്ങിയും...! വേരറ്റ ബന്ധങ്ങളാൽ വേവലാതികൾ പൂണ്ടും..!

कीमत

कीमत

By Reema Xaxa

ऋण तो चुकाना होगा इस "विनाश का "पर क्या कोई कीमत लगा सकता है इसका??

Desideria

Desideria

By Ritiqa Pachauri

In the world of diamonds, be my onyx, For the glitter made me lose my spark.

Immigrants

Immigrants

By Viswaprasad Raju

Immigrants have a lot of material Not the material kind But the kind that materialises into stories of substance

She was a Doe - eyed dream!

She was a Doe - eyed dream!

By Harini .

She hummed through the silence in peace Untouched ,unbothered and at ease While the others called her weird and abase She chuckled a smile with grace

Silence Knows

Silence Knows

By Shobhit Harit

I wish to ride the dusty wind that blows, but where Silence exists, there’s nothing you can hide. I hold weight in my heart that Silence knows.

Still, I Stand

Still, I Stand

By Muskan Rai

People only notice the beauty and glow, Not the hard journey they’ll never know. They admire the diamond’s final shine,

Zikr

Zikr

By Yashverdhan Uniyal 

भूल न जाना मुझे अभी तो सिर्फ शुरूआत है इस नासिर फरमान मे मेरा जिक्र यहा जो हुआ है ।।

Balwant Chowk

Balwant Chowk

By Shreshtha Kovvali

a ten-foot-long plasticine garden hose that was kissing a communal tap, bathed Balwant Chowk in cold water,

मै नारी हूँ।

मै नारी हूँ।

By Ketaki Salkar

अनाहत जीवन अनंत तक फैलाए बस, आमोद समाई हूँ | मै नारी हूँ |