Rebirth

As eternity rampages our destiny

yesterday refuses to remember today.

By remodeling our destiny

we may forget what has been replaced.

At a guillotine struggles take a crown of misery,

and icicle eyes melt like an unsolved riddle.

But just like a dream being nursed to life ~

we are nursed back to eternity.

the above poem is by ilia kramarik?

my reply:

eternity fufilled our destiny

yesterday remembered today

spiked

by

the

icicle

eyes

my

dream

failed

roses

don't

hold

the

pillars

up

the

absent stone

does