Wingword Poetry Competition 2024

By Angana Patgiri

What did God aspire when He breathed life into me?
What great enormity might have been evoked in

By Vasuki R

இன்னதென்று இன்னாரென்று
பளிச்சென்று பேசுவதில்
எவருக்கெல்லாம் என்னென்ன

By Mayank Kumar

Why do you stare?
Why do you sneer?
I fear I can already hear

By Mehak Gupta

If I were to write about our love story
Where would I start?
Could I begin with your Church Sundays

By Umika Mehra

I marvel at the wonders created by mankind,
Digitized, Futuristic, Smart is what I find

By Nadeera Taneja

In the city’s heart, where shadows dwell,
Silent tales, stark and bold

By Rekha Balachandran

में ऐसी एक क्षितिज की तलाश में हूँ, जिसका कोई अंत न हो।
उड़ान भी ऐसी भरूँ की दूर तक कोई किनारा न हो।

By Shambhavi Yadav

Clouds are deep dark,
Sun is devoid of spark.
Earth is soaked in crimson hue

By Abhijit Shankaran

The adult body carries a
a 4-year-old wounded inner child
“Fight or Flight” helps the body survive trauma

By Trupti Joseph

All screws on the clock
are missing except for one
Its face cloudy and each tock

By Arpita Bhargava

If life is a maze,

I have seen the exit and turned away from it.

By Ananya Sheshadri

Fire and ice!
The former burns into smoke,
The latter melts into water!

By Shreeja Guha

There once was a girl who was told,
“If you never suffer, you will never grow”

By Mini Sharma

You wake up to shut the curtain
And your eyes as well
Your steps measure your reluctance

By Rubab Khatra

I'll find you at the bottom of the bottle.
History is not history if it is a generational chronicle

By Anjali Chand

चलो आज एक छोटा सा कदम उठाते हैं,
अपने अपने हिस्से का एक दूसरे के लिए बराबरी की झलक दिखलाते हैं

By Sameer Punyani

Half of it is already over,
For the rest I am ready to hover,
Wonder do I, why the outlook shift

By Jagadish Goswami

অৱক্ষয়ৰ অৱশেষ
অস্তিত্ব নে শূণ্য!
জুঁই ছাঁই

By Hima Raju

We are a lonely, secluded tribe.
Far from the madding crowd,
we speak a language that people who live

By Shirin S

A straight ray of sunshine falls on his eyes,
a subtle, comforting burn lights his eyelids

By Isha Jahnavi

A Lace Lilac
The ceiling has cracked
Years of conjunction

By Sukriti Chopra

I wish I could tell her that the constant pain in the chest will ease up eventually.
But then I would also have to tell her

By Srinivasan Nathan

In the symphony of existence, where shadows and light convene,
Some depart before

By Namrata Chand

This is to that woman
who was there to help without any ulterior motives

By Mridvi Khetan

lips don’t live beneath our noses
but above our heads
behind colored reality

By Nupur

A little girl, born in Asian subcontinent,when
She reached her teenage, she was made to

By Gurmeet Kaur

Uljhanne is kadar hai meri,
Ki soch me padh gai hu,
Ki shuruaat kaha se karu

By Darshana Jain

I moved
Moved from the tears
Tears of every night

By Ishita Bagchi

I love flowers.
I really do.
Lilies, roses, sunflowers

By Vijaya Suriya Ramamoorthy

Looking into the reflection of my eyes,
A mirage of worry surge in them.
The broken is within