Sinful ? : number3

I used the word 'darkness' for telling my depressive status
in this poem, and also 'toward the light' meant 'I want to
be brighter'.
But my English conversation teacher pointed out that
'darkness' could be associated with sin, and
'toward the light' could mean 'I am repenting of my sin'.
I don't want the poem to have such a religious meaning.
So, I revised it as following.


(number 3 revision 1)
Del Sol

Came with a stomachful of dark clouds.
Came without any appetite.
Came here with no reason.

A bite of the Salad tasted of the light.
The dark clouds disappeared.
Each slice of the Pizza tasted of the sun,
Made me hungrier by the bite.

Del Sol, a cooker of the sun,

Reminded me,
To walk in the light.

Brightly : number 3

Two months have passed since the earthquake and the tsunami.
People around me look normal as they had been.
But actually the economical condition in Sendai area is terribly bad.
And people here are always uneasy at little earthquakes that we have almost everyday.
Nobody here can't have confidence that the bright future will come.
My wife and I are also irritable about trivial things without knowing.
Last Monday, we happened to go to a pizza restaurant for lunch without any conversation.
But after taking lunch, we could get back home with lots of words.
I made my third poem at the restaurant with big gratitude.


(number 3 revision 0)
Del Sol

Came with a stomachful of darkness.
Came without any appetite.
Came here with no reason.

A bite of the Salad tasted of the light.
The darkness disappeared.
Each slice of the Pizza tasted of the sun,
Made me hungry and hungry.

Del Sol, a cooker of the sun,
Reminded me to walk,
Toward the light.

Step forward : number 2

During May holidays, I mended my book shelves
and arranged back the books which had been lying
all over my room.
Somehow I could get back my life as it used to be.
The following is my second poem.
Please check it and post comments if you like
on anything you notice.
I would appreciate your help and advice.


(number 2 revision 0)
A shelter for you

Shining stars twinkle so high,
Silent night, dark quiet night.
Rosy cheeks look up to the sky.
Surprisingly calm,
In a blacked-out night.

Little flames flicker in your eyes,
Silent night, shiver-shivery night.
Tiny hands hang on tight.
Wonderfully cozy,
In an earthquake night.

Dogs' howling sound so far,
Silent night, long lasting night.
With your breathing heard softer.
We are at peace,
Even if the morning birds never sing.