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Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

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radha Krishna

radha Krishna

By Riya Narain

सुनकर उनकी मधुर बांसुरी, भूल जाती है वो दुनिया सारी ।। जिससे बहा गया उसकी सारी शरारते, जिसके साथ किया ना जाने कितनी नादानियाँ ।।

"I am Good; I am Happy"

"I am Good; I am Happy"

By Prashant Awasthi

The upheaval shrouded my solace somewhere inside me; I look for it with a belief trying to be a better me."

 

Parts of Theseus

Parts of Theseus

By Adriza Pobi

Who is Theseus? Who is the ship? Who is the prosthetic? How to be the ship or not to be the ship which is sinking no matter what? 

बिदाई

बिदाई

By Himanshi Kushwaha

लड़की ने पूछा लड़के से सवाल आखिर क्यों मचा दहेज़ के लिए बवाल? मैंने तुमसे पहले ही की थी इस बारे में बात कि लेन देन को लेकर नहीं बिगड़ने चाहिए कोई हालात,

SILENCE

SILENCE

By Manta Sidhu

In the depths of calmness, it claws at its cages, so on the surface it fuels a stillness that rages. 

Wait For Me

Wait For Me

By Nandana Banerjee

She was a bud plucked off before her time, So many colours promised at bloom But alas too soon she sank to her doom.

 

ऐसा कैसे

ऐसा कैसे

By Jayanti M

यह दुनिया एक महफिल, महफिल में जमे लोग कई बार कोविड ने ऐसा चलाया भाला सब बिखर गए आर पार

She Knows Her

She Knows Her

By Aditi Bhoi

She is her, who stands for herself when nobody even knows her worth But yes, she knows who she is.

निगल गया ! (ग़ज़ल)

निगल गया ! (ग़ज़ल)

By Dr.Alpesh Kalasariya

'अल्पेश' मोतीओं की तो औकात क्या यहाँ, देखा समंदरों को भी प्याला निगल गया !

Search for Light

Search for Light

By Aarshia Ray

I remain being hopeful. I am not unknown to darkness, no,  But I believe in the presence of light. 

 

पहलगाम त्रासदी……

पहलगाम त्रासदी……

By हरीश डंगवाल

सपने बुने  थे जो आज टूट गए। ख्वाब थे दिल में जो बिखर गए। वादियों में आज मचा शोर क्यूँ है ? जन्नत में आज धुआं धुआं सा क्यूँ है ?

The River

The River

By MAYANK SAHU

the water of this river darker than evil spirit, and the fountain not so fresh one that feeds it so discreet.

Voices and Differences

Voices and Differences

By Anwesha .

Those hours did feel unreal, could it really be that way? I had quietened the voice, it had been such a perfect day.

animal instincts

animal instincts

By Prerna Barooah

But see the thing is I have never commanded anyone's attention this wholly that it could compel me to begin to believe in my own power. 

An Indian Monsoon

An Indian Monsoon

By Chitralekha Narayan

Impatient angry roar of thunder And sleek stylish bolts of lightning Indeed a prelude to the cosmic dance!

Movies, Mom and Mortality

Movies, Mom and Mortality

By Prachi Shah

But I am grateful. Truly grateful that real grief isn’t covered in fluffy clichés. That it is raw, relentless and vicious. 

Angelic eyes

Angelic eyes

By Ananya Dasgupta

The same gentle touch I had longed for all while Stands right in front of me with his lovely smile. My heart stopped beating my mind out of senses

METAMORPHOSIS

METAMORPHOSIS

By SHIVANI DUA

Be thankful for the stones thrown your way These blocks of transformation are actually pulling you out of dismay

Steel in Her Soul

Steel in Her Soul

By Manjari Singh

She is a woman of resilience. Simply, what you call brilliance. She embraces you, as if there is no past.

Post Rainfall

Post Rainfall

By SHYAMA PRASAD PAL

A veritable heaven All the more if you have a companion. Waterfalls cascading down into rivulets Rivulets into streams They all go and fall into the river of our dreams.

The lull before the storm

The lull before the storm

By Shanta Dutta Roy

It's so profound. So unnatural. You wonder if it is for real. It is eerie it is unsettling. Here silence reverberates.

মোৰ পিতাইৰ গাৰ গোন্ধ

মোৰ পিতাইৰ গাৰ গোন্ধ

By Pradip Bora

এপথাৰ বোকা-পানীৰ সেই সৰগীয় গোন্ধ, মোৰ এনে লাগে যেন এইমাত্ৰ মোৰ পিতাইহে পাৰ হৈ গ'ল মোৰ গাৰ নিচেই কাষেৰে।

Guilt

Guilt

By Pragyan Kumud Mukhopadhyay

Footsteps heavy with repentance, Memories of night, pitch dark pains. Why hurt others? Does it make sense? He wants to walk out of the fence.

The Promise of a Pencil

The Promise of a Pencil

By Synrang Baskhem Nongrum

Whilst life seems so big to fulfill: Who knows the promise of a pencil?

शायद! वही था घर मेरा

शायद! वही था घर मेरा

By PRABAL PRATAP SINGH

ये मां का घर, वो ससुर का घर, कभी पति का घर, कभी फलाने का घर। है यहां पे सबका घर, पर मेरा यहां न कोई घर।।

இனிய சங்கீதம்

இனிய சங்கீதம்

By Chitra Balraj

எல்லோருடைய வாழ்விலும் பின்னி பிணைந்து இருக்கும் சங்கீதம், எனக்கு மிகவும் பிடிக்குமே இந்த சங்கீதம், சங்கீதம் இனிய சங்கீதம்!!!

One year after you left

One year after you left

By Ritu Sagar

Have you actually gone Or is it just my eyes For I feel you all around me Loving, caring, shielding..

Stained Garment

Stained Garment

By Tana Poppy Isabella

It danced in a garden where the season was always spring. But little did it know doomsday stood just minutes away,

 

"हे कृष्णा कहो न कब"

"हे कृष्णा कहो न कब"

By Dr. Radhika Kharbanda

मन के सूखे मरुस्थल पर कब रिमझिम सावन बरसाओगे तुम हे घनश्याम, हे देवकीनंदन, हे मोहन कहो न कब आओगे तुम?

Sexual abuse

Sexual abuse

By Tavisha Singh

The darkest of the darker night
When the angels stitched their mouth with the threads of reputation and fame