Wingword Poetry Competition 2024

By Yashmit Segal

I still yearn for the window seat,
where the view is just a marvellous treat...

By Tanya Manpreet

On the day my mother
Was supposed to die

By Sanjana Sheth

I’ve stumbled upon this life it seems

By Kartik Ahuja

Darkness your cuddle is different, it is a simple acceptance

By Samaya M.Bery

A shy smile, an averted gaze,
His warmth, his love, overlooked in a haze..

By Dr. Asha Devi

Are nights more beautiful or mornings???
While toiling with this thought...

By Nupur Parasrampuria

Battled free from the societal cages,
Verbal manual for rules of living from ages

By Divya Darshini

The day dreamers are those
Who thinks to become pilot artist and so more...

By Arundhati Kakati

What does a child of five know
About a tumor in the head...

By Gayatri Indalkar

Favorites in pictures became unknown,
In this room of strangers searching the only...

By Hiranmayi Duleep Mohan

A frail world: collapsing within blinks.
Raging tumult, yet governed by a silent jinx...

By Mallika Chandrasekhar

We are masters
at keeping secrets
training ourselves...

By Garima Dhanania

It's getting bad again,
I can feel the storm coming.

By Anil Z. Mathew

Lord,
every now and then
my cell phone
pings

By Neeraja Jithendran

For long I tried to numb the pain
With tears that dried only in vain.

By Aditi Shah

Bone breaking pain , per contra , he carries us on his back ,
she who 

By Shiven Agnani

If hinduism does not restrict
Why does hindustan

By Shalini B

People have sketched sorrow and written down that monster’s name

By Arya Murali

You remember, I told you?

Which one do you want? He asked when I was nine.

By Purba Pande

9 am, a beautiful morning of someday in the past,
Waking up with tender rhymes and

By Shaurya Sarda

I started from the west
And ended at the East 

By Akul Anandur

Lives lived and left
Steps marked and forgotten...

By Nibedita Panigrahi

Tornado of terrible thoughts..
They raised within...

By Saee Athawale 

Stories are little paintings pinned on the walls of our mind...

By Puneet Madan

यूं तो बहुत ही आराम से चल रही है जिंदगी लेकिन कुछ कशिश है मेरे दिल...

By Asha Prathy

You are a little piece of me
Yet you are no less than a world...

By Aishwarya Jayasankar

"...and yet it should be lovely, even if there would be none to attend my funeral."
I end my words

By Neela Nath Das

All are not the slaves of your head,
Pure souls can not be captivated.

By S Ramanujachari Kanchi

నీ ఉనికిల విశ్వానికి ప్రశ్నలు అనే కృష్ణ బిలాలని ఇస్తాను