As promised. With this I start the Enlish poems. Enjoy.
The Storm
As the lightning strikes
And the thunder rolls,
The sound of clashing swords
Can be heard.
It is the sound of battle
Between Good and Evil.
The man of glass
Breaks at the touch of words.
Only an angel
Can put the pieces back.
Love is lightning…
Just a flash
And it is gone.
It can break
A man of ice.
Or will hate
Win the battle?
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