Wingword Poetry Competition 2025

By Kuuvira Bharadwaj

It hasn't drizzled for a while,
But I am standing in a forest

By Varsha Barot

તમારી પાસે
મારી કોઈ જ માગ નથી,

By Gayatri Vallabh Pandey

अँधेरे से प्रकाश लिख दूँ
रुदन से उल्लास लिख दूँ

By Arindam Mukhopadhyay

ভালো লাগলো অন্তরের দান
মাথায় তুলে নেওয়ায়

By Sharanyaa S

Oh, where are you?
I keep my hand on my chest

By Arjun Vinayaka Doss

The most godlike person to me,
Forever in my heart, you’ll always be

By Ruptrishna Choudhury

What have we gained,
and what have we lost,

By Pratibha Kaith

I am a little bird, out to fly.
With two little feathers,
Twinkling in my eyes.

By Varsha Mohan

An old lady sat yonder,
beside the temple gate,
I tried to pass but I wonder,

By Shivendra Singh

ये बस्ती है इज़्ज़तदारों की
यहाँ बेड़ियाँ ही दस्तूर हैं
ये बस्ती है बेजानो की

By Ramya Lakshminarayanan

Under the ice apple tree's gentle shade,
A little girl's laughter and joy were made.

By Arundhati Barbora

Missing you
Thinking of you
Trying to come
Out of your shadow.

By Ankita Chawla

The sky burst open
like a fruit
too luscious
for a tongue
too gentle.

By Eileen Kerketta

When the leaves fell asleep,
Lulled by a soft autumn breeze,
A girl was born—

By Minhaj Uddin

তোমায় চিরকাল দুঃখ ছাড়া আর কিছুই দিতে পারিনি আমি, 

By Nitika Aggarwal

स्वरूप
न स्त्री न पुरुष,
है मेरा भी अस्तित्व ;
अपूर्ण में भी संपूर्ण ,यही एक सतित्व ।।

By Kulwinder Kaur Nangal

ਆ ਨ੍ਹੀਂ ਬਸੰਤ ਖੁਸ਼ਾਮਦੀਦ
ਸਵਾਗਤ ਏ ਤੇਰਾ
ਸਰ੍ਹੋਂ ਦੇ ਫੁੱਲਾਂ ਨਾਲ

By Susmita Chattopadhyay

আমরা বাঙালি, আমরা আমুদে
আমাদের বারোমাসে তেরোর চেয়েও বেশি পার্বণ...  

By Devsa Thakur

Living amid the fire, I gaze upon the ocean.
It's bizarre that the sea can get cold—

By S. Sri

My ink never fails
But sometimes it misses the sail

By Lakshmi Kameswar

తరాల తరబడి మేం ఒకే నేలపై స్థిరంగా నిలబడి ఉన్నాం.

By Dev Sachde

नैना अश्क़ थे, रात काली थी, घनी थी. तब ही, दरवाज़े पर एक दस्तक हुई, 

By Gladwin George                                     

The bells tolled intermittently; 
tilak smeared on foreheads, 

By Deeya Bhattacharya

Of a Tree, I write
Which grew careworn in
A dilapidated backyard of

By Sonali Das Bakshi

দ্রৌপদী র খোলা চুলে 
লেগে থাকা অভিশাপ

By Dada Raut

The forest once mumbled in flourishing green,
Home to life, so pure, serene…

By Smitha Viswanathan Nambiar

She came so soft , her twinkling anklets,
No words or sign but her amazing sprinklings,

By Saumya

मन के भरम
आशा की पतंग
कच्चे वादे
बचपन कि बाते

By Sundeep Koul

जल थल और वायू का बल बुझाओ में लेके जब वो घूमा,
अपने शौर्य की पताका को धरती से आसमां तक जिसने चूमा।

By Rebecca Bhattacharjee

It was a night torn from Poe’s despair,
January cold, bitter, and bare;