Eyelash of Mist
by Odin Roark

Freezing shackles
Now rusted chains
Once gripped a willing heart
Now forever scrap metal
A mere heap

But

There was a time
When destiny's preying Mantis
Patiently waited...

Until

Brandishing paralysis
On innocent finding
Its razor sharp cuts
Decorated crimson passion
Brought submissive smiles to frowns
Comedy to tragedy

Then unexpectedly

There came a day
Known little by rejection's malaise
When learned senses informed
Hard won immunities
To gently disarm
Disguised weapons of slavery
With compassion's embrace

Consider

Lessons learned
Warm one's frigid past
Defrosts harbored resentment
Melts clinging disappointment
Evaporates icy delusions
Removes persistent tears
Leaving behind

But an eyelash of mist