Flashbacks !!

Just Like That.... Hope you all like it...

My foot slips on the pebbles.

In the flotsam
I'm looking for a perfect piece of shell.

To describe my feelings
I flash up a piece of wood
I inhale its moldy smell.

I use it like a pencil on the sand
but something pops up in my mind
I feel like being under a spell.

Present frame becomes somewhere in past
I remember old things
with similar feelings.

My mind misgives with memory loose ends
disappointment covers my toughts
like receding waves covering the sands.

The wind is slapping my face.

Everything becomes crystal clear now
at this cool August day.

Years ago, when I was a young boy
the foams of a sudden wave
had stolen all my words away.