Wingword Poetry Competition 2024

By Ankita Kolhe

Pushing me over the edge, pushing me over
Relieves you?
Do it.

By Saniya Hooda

Love the way you lied to me
That you didn't cry over me
Or didn't pray for my wellness

By Prisha Goel

The magical touch
And the kiss was gentle
So gentle like petals

By Ramanjit Walia

ना पूछ मुझसे कि क्या हुआ है
ये ऊँगली तेरी तरफ उठेगी
खुमारी मुझ पे जो छा रही है

By Utkarsh Kapoor

लज्जा मेरी, अभिमान तेरा,
पर्दा मेरा, सम्मान तेरा।
हर चाहत पर लगाम लगी

By Kshitij Tripathi

तेरी आवाज़ के साज़ पर,
हवाओं से खुद को जोड़ लेता हूँ।
अश्क जो तेरे आँखों की दराज़ छोड़ दें

By Atreyi Bhattacharya

In the sunset filtered dawn, I see it, truly
Everything I could ever be
The dusk flowers I had forgone

By Spondon Ganguli

In lands unknown, from homelands torn,
They seek a refuge, where hope is born.
Fleeing for their lives, to find some solace

By Jyotsna Mishra 'Sana'

Seek a word, bold and sincere,
Expressing love for one so dear.
Gentle on his ears, a sweet refrain

By Sushmita Kalashikar

Life as a child was full of hues,
Of sparkling reds and brightened blues,
‘Coz the distinction of color had not been made

By Anneka S Sarkar

The autumn leaves fall
And so does she
Grazed elbows and bruised knees

By Shreya Deshpande

I think I was in 6th standard in school

when I first realized that you can't go back to

fleeting memories

By Gopi Kottoor

It was hot in the afternoon,
the sun basking on the billows
of the chimney from the kitchen

By Ramanjit Walia

न पूछ मुझसे कि क्या हुआ है
ये ऊँगली तेरी तरफ उठेगी
खुमारी मुझ पे जो छा रही है

By Chanda Arya

Workplace my workplace, really a workplace?
Politics and politics, people do it like an ethics
Come late and go early

By Poonam Srivastava

सांझे चूल्हे की बात जब होती ,बचपन याद है आता, दादा दादी बुआ चाचा का, प्यार बड़ा तड़पाता !!
न होता था तेरा मेरा, सबका सब कुछ होता

By Dr Kusumita Mukherjee Debnath

Woman you call it your own
But it’s your worst foe.
You own it

By Kiran Sathe

As I drive down the long busy road
Which leads me from my office to my abode
I find my younger self waving at me

By Ishan Sharma

Doors of death
opens suddenly
like a sudden wave

By Ahaan Sinha

The cuts, the dead cells, the pain
the regret, the melancholy
the dark, the black clouds, the rain

By Trinabh Razdan

Coal burns,
The fire ends.
Throw in some wood.

By Riddhi & Siddhi Agrawal

It wasn’t on Doom's day,
Nor did the sky go ferociously black,
or clouds palpitated from thunderous cracks

By Divnoor Kaur

When its time for sails to change,
against the winds
and the currents below

By Aditi Nagvanshi

Amidst the flavoured magic of blossoming trees,
And chirpy birds evoking the world,
The sun arouses the earth as if

By Vandana Rao

My amma
made me dosas
with blobs of ghee.

By Reena Gupta

She can’t remember her childhood,
for She didn’t have any,
Married at a younger age

By Ilina Sinha

In my city
of upturned glass buildings
sprouting skyscrapers

By Bhavini Bhargava

We are just here for a little while,
why not laugh, jump and smile.

By Mehuli Mukerjee

When I say something
No one understands.
They may think I am stupid

By Mannat Gupta

I’m no stranger to the dark
Life has knocked me down many times before
And every time i fell