Image beyond

Crimson and gold shades of
Flames that burn inside my soul
Looking out through glass doors
Soft edged Iron frames
I keep gazing towards the
Growing greenery beyond them.......

Faded images of the movie
Called past
Get drawn in my mind
In a blink

Brighter images of the movie
Called future
Heal the wounds of my mind
Taking all it's time.......

As sun sets I see
Golden skies becoming
Blue black dark
As it gets dark I see
Birds flying over clouds
Towards the warmth of sun

My phone beeps
Like the siren of Titanic
My dreams fall on my feet
And I reach out for the phone
With hesitation growing in mind
And a smile drawn on my face

K.K.S.M.KULAWARDHANA