Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

By Kritika Singh 

The day I went there actually
The best of my life i spent there

By Adyasha Anapurba Biswal 

I gaze at the endless sky,
A star traveling eons, finally says Hi

By Nashrah Tanvir 

And these days saffron flags are served as an example
Of what power can trample

By Lokendra Singh

In the quiet of the night,
a whisper moves

By Medha Bisht

She is she,
she fears the night,
she chases her dreams with all her might.

By Atulya Bajaj

Thy warm hands blaze my chest infallibly,
Ember-deep ignite unplumbed.

By Kanishka Tyagi

His name is a curfew
in the night of a country

By Rinmipem Kasar

The pillar that stood strong, built from their bones,
A foundation of love, where courage has grown.

By Laj Sampla

ना आग़ाज़ जानती है, ना अंजाम जानती है,
यह कलम तो बस इंक़लाब जानती है।

By Gurdeep Kaur

Lord sent me on a journey,
A journey to this earth,

By Subhasree Subhasmita

The itineraries we made,
The plans that failed,

By Karan Singla

With the first whispers of holidays, our plans took flight,
No journeys far, no places grand—just Nani’s world in sight.

By Mukta Suryawanshi

A phenomenon I just learned today.

So familiar to life no one could see. Vitreous humor they say

By Supriya Garg

I am not a slut
I shout today aloud

By Sanchita Srivastava

आज अपने दिल की किताब को खोला
और कुछ पन्नों को टटोला...

By Pankaj Pandey

फिर कभी हाथ न लगाना
हिंदू नारी के लाल -सिंदूर को

By Reshu Yadav

I was wilting in a winter that wouldn’t end,
Dreams lay quiet, folded in corners of silence.

By Sania Blange

The mangoes lay in the kitchen-
lush, green and raw,

By Abhai Singh Tanwar

If I were to say goodbye,
what will you write

By Tasmiya Ghauri

The sky stretches, vivid—hauntingly bare,
As I sit on this rooftop, stripped of air,

By Salsime C'ran

I grew up in a house, splintered with tension's might,
A ticking time bomb disguised itself as a silent night.

By Apurba Chakraborty

There was the shade of deep greenery covered by the dense green pine forest.
There was the charming welcome of the surrounding grey mountains,

By Barkha Subba

Every year, the European Robin 
Journeys south from the chill of the North to the warmth of Spain. 

By Swetlana Singh

Dhoondhti rahi khud ko iss duniya ke janjaal mein..
Khoyi rahi, soyi rahi, padi rahi, jaane kis khayaal mein..

By Shubhra Chaubey

"The storm will be over soon",
they say

By Purvee Patwa

ज़रूरत नहीं तुम्हें किसी विशेष शारीरिक आकार की,
ज़रूरत नहीं तुम्हें किसी दुरुस्त भार की,

By Ritika Singh

तू ख्वाब है मेरा, मैं तुझे हकीकत बनाना चाहती हूँ।
तू मंज़िल है मेरी, मैं तुझे पाना चाहती हूँ।

By Praniti Patidhar

मैं: नियति से तेरी परिचित,
तू रच रहा हैं नए स्वांग प्रतिदिन,

By Mishtha Girdhar

Tears I hold inside — the blood of my soul indeed
Like the dark clouds holding raindrops, bursting into downpours beneath.

By Dr Neeta Agarwal

सिंदूर लगाती थी 
जो लेकर नाम राम का