المقالات

I see a bird chirping through my window

It seems, he enjoys his freedom.

I look around my room weeping

It seems I don’t enjoy my freedom!

“Online” shaped everyone to changed

It is hard to believe! 

“Online” made everyone unhappy

It’s distressing to believe!

I am trapped in an “online” 

My mind holds it offline

I am fed up with “online” 

My Soul needs offline.

Don’t Know What to do! 

Don’t Know what to choose! 

Wanna hold my last breath of mine...

Need to see the world offline..

Sachini  Somarathna

Department of Linguistics 

Faculty of Humanities