Wingword Poetry Competition 2024

By Mamta Talwar

ઓય યારા, ચાલ પેલા જેવા થઈ જઈએ
બધુ જ ભૂલી ને કોરી સ્લેટ જેવા બની જઈએ

By Prithij Singh

Now perhaps winter is ending
After a long wait, I feel relief

By Kalpesh Gohil

આ જીંદગી કેવી, એક નદી જેવી
જેમાં 'તું' અને 'હું' કાગળ ની હોડી

By Kiara Bhushan

Among the lilies
I once walked upon
have now withered

By Nida Ahmed

In the quiet dawn, as morning's light unfolds,
A story ancient as time, yet seldom told

BY DIVYANSH JAI PUROHIT

All of his selfless deeds
All of his sleepless nights

By Samaira S

Bathing in tears of own cry
Secluded from the world afar
A new failure doesn’t matter now

By Rajsi Sharma

love’s lovely lies
you whisper swift well
our recipe of love, though

By Dhriti Rana

Am i just friends with insanity
Or am i in vain
Why do i surround myself with people

By Asya Girdhar

Silence, not merely a word,
but a feeling that everyone longs for.
But if kept here for long enough

By Srijoni Hore

All I know is
The sound of my
Mother’s throat, humming

By Sampurna Mohanty

ଜୀବନରେ ବଞ୍ଚିବା କଣ ଏତେ ସହଜ?
କିଏ କହେ ହଁ, ତ କିଏ କହେ ନା

By Breanna Fernandes

I don't know what to do
With thoughts that trouble me at 3 am
Making me restless and hopeful

By Seema Kadam Sutaar

पत्तों से निकलती धीमी आवाज़
ऐसी लगती हैं, मानो हवा के तेज़

By Krittika Kashyap

Your warm embrace is my safe haven
in a wrecking storm swirling within

By Yoishtaa Umriger

hey look down upon us,
with daggers of disappointment and disgrace shooting from their eyes

By Sunidhi Gawri

A fourteen-year-old girl wants to study
So, I teach her the past, present and the future

By Shreyansh Garg

I stargaze on a dark night,
Ocean spread in front of my eyes.
Makes me wonder of our planet's might

By Poulami Karmakar

How powerful is the mind yet, at struggle
You surely do give it a lot of trouble.

By Aashreya Rajshekar

A shriek at midnight.
A young girl's ink box, now, filled with blood.

By Akshaya Ambati

I wake up every morning,
One foot hanging in my dreams, the other in reality.

By Gnanesh Raghuram Sharan

త్రేతాయుగ వైశాఖ శుక్లపక్ష నవమి
పసి నవ్వులతో పలకరించే అవని
అయోనిజగా ఆవిర్భవించే పద్మనయనీ

By Sheena Cecilia Pereira

I tried keeping my past where it was
But it came biting my back
I opened a grave and put it there

By Vivaan Bhalla

Mirror mirror
On the wall
Who is he

By Shreya Chakraborti

A little peace of mind,
Is the hardest to find.

By Immane Shiphrah

They say letting go is an art.
Holding on tighter will only tear you apart.

By Ayana Bhattacharya

o daughter,

sole heir to your mother's rage and father's breaking bones

By Debarati Majumdar

অভাবের চাবুক জ্বালা ধরায় পেটে
নাড়ি শুকায় ক্ষুধার আগুনের দাবানলে

By Ishwarpreet Grewal

HIT!! WE HAVE BEEN HIT!! AT THE GUNG HO CENTER!!

Sheriff: What?? From where?? What is the status??

By Ishika Byju

The breeze kissed my cheeks
as I walked through the highest peaks.