The Darkness is Coming
By: John H. Stubbs (my real name)

The darkness is coming
Like a dark humming
It’s cold as hell
In a dark bell
It’s not bad
Just so sad
The darkness is coming
Like a silent humming

Morphius the Cat
By: John H. P. Stubbs

Morphius the cat
Wasn’t all that
He would do some hissing
But people wouldn’t know what’s missing
He has no claws
In his paws
He is like a shadow
From a dark meadow

heh... that's ^ actually a pretty interesting image, when you think about it. the dark meadow part, really.

keep writing ^_^

Thank you.

Sorry, folks. Must've passed out or something. Anyways, here's more poetry (P.S.: can someone please change this topic's name from Dark John X's Poetry Corner to Stubbsville's Poems? I really want my name changed to John H. Stubbs):

Asperger Syndrome
By: John H. Stubbs

I am an AS person
I am like the sun
I write poems and stories
And never make anyone worry
I use to be picked on in the past
But that didn’t last
People think I’m crazy
But I’m not lazy

The Undertaker
By: John H. Stubbs

He is the phenom
And the deadman
He is nothing you ever seen
But he is not green
He buries them with no fear
And he makes it clear
That he is the Undertaker
But not a baker

More is on the way!!!

You can edit the first post and change the title. Tje subject thingy always appears on top.
I knw I have done it in one of my topics before.

Thank you. You know everybody, my short poems might...no, WILL be published. I guran-darn-tee it!!!

Dreams
By: John H. Stubbs

I like dreams
Others don’t
We dream about good things
Sometimes, we don’t
I dream
Of a laser beam
Sometimes, in my mind
I don’t run out of time

I like the brief rhyming nature of most of your stuff. It seems like it would make a good mantra to loop in a hardocre techno or progressinve house track.

Thank you for the comment.