Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

By Ankita Chatterjee

I think, something died in me
The day you called me a fraud;

By Sweta Kumari

हे! कृष्ण कहां तुम सोए थे,
क्या मधुवन में तुम खोए थे

By Agreja Nair P

A loud clank,
And the curtains slowly ascend,

By Hirakjyoti Deka

Green fires bullets at saffron,
In retaliation, saffron attempts to erase green.

By Tanushree Nag

I'm nobody remarkable. 
My talents are limited, my dreams ordinary... 

By Samruddhi Jadhav

As a daughter of the father who
failed in love

By Dhwani Kurani

The grass tonight is soft ,
beneath my palms,

By Rajnandini Nag

Sometimes it feels like I am drowning,
Air in my lungs has been pulled out.

By Rudrangshi Saha

Once I saw a crocodile, 
Frolicking in a meadow green

By Darshita Samanta

I sat down and thought for a while, 
What a blank sheet of a paper can do to my life.

By Tania Biswas

They said,
The world consists of one third of land and water

By Shobhit Gupta

Look for the fallen angel but ye shall not call
Maladies unto thou, he shall befall.

By Anuradha Maitreya

Mirror Shown by everyone to me,
I believed I looked beautiful

By Eukti Sachi 

The land
on which I stand,
perfect polygons, elixir for Euclid

By Anubhav Gupta

And the hand planted me long back
In the soil-moist and comfortable.

By Gurleen Baruah 

रात का वक्त।

Bed पर लेटी,

नींद को बुलाने की कोशिश करती हूँ।

By Prantik Banerjee

When a city burns,
a poem often gets booked.
Slapped by an F.I.R

By Anirban Chakraborty

I ask myself certain questions-
Can I get all the love from you, the way that I have wanted?

By Esha Nautiyal 

मेरे अंदर का कवि अब नज़र नहीं आता,
नहीं महसूस होता खुदा का होना खुद में।

By Ayush Dhingra 

I earned praise for my falsity-
I wish I had failed, and learned.

By Aayushree Attarde

Ma, don't take my books away,
I find my joy in faraway places.

By Srijita Singha Roy 

I'm living in a situation,
Where my soul wants to scream,
Where my eyes need to bleed,

By Anubhav Kashyap 

I shall keep it brief, my love, for your watch holds no time, 
I tore my throat and ushered before you, 

By Swasti Mishra

Blip in my life,
Impact on my journey

By Abhishek Panwar

The air I breathed, the earth I walked
Are not the same, ’cause the door is locked

By Ketaki Mazumdar

gently walk the night,
let the luminosity of the moon be the page of poetic oeuvre

By Prachi Dhawan

A stranger once asked me, What is your curse?
What is the thing that disorders you so deeply

By Akil Contractor  

एक बार होता है, बार-बार नहीं होता
सच्चा प्यार तजुर्बा दो बार नहीं होता

By Shivani Mehta

I’m out of my leading strings
And ready to grow wings.

By Tuhina Ganesh

The holy fire
Of this matrimony