Austin Warwick

Austin Warwick Poems

The girl was walking in the streets.
Wearing headphones listening to a beat.
Then a giant truck came.
She wasn’t quick on her feet.
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Lonely,
Oh how the quiet soothes me.
No one is going to be with me forever.
Even my friends will disappear.
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Who was that guy?
That guy who died?
Did anyone cry?
Who was that guy?
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What should I write about?
My depression?
My medicine?
My brother?
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5.

Roses are red,
violets are blue.
I thought I trusted you.
Bannas are yellow,
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Have a cup of tea.
With the family.
Keep quiet.
So they don't know you're crying.
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The is my 42nd poem
I wrote about my problems.
Wrote about my dark past.
I publish poems on here
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Life you gave me lemons.
It was sour not sweet.
Made my mouth pucker up.
I looked liked a duck
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Toss a penny in the well.
To wish for a life that is swell.
Closed your eyes and count to ten,
Hold your breath and toss the coin in.
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When I was a little boy,
back when everything was normal
I used to live next to a train,
And I heard the whistle everyday.
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Once upon a time,
in the deep blue sea.
There lived a clam name Marley.
Marley was a giant clam.
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I heard,
somewhere over there.
The grass is greener,
the rainbows glow brighter,
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I wish for a fish or maybe a kiss.
I wish for a life full of bliss.
I wish for peace or a wedding by the sea,
I wish for the monsters under my bed to go away.
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Oh how I love the summer breeze.
On a July afternoon.
Drinking tea with my granny.
Watching the dogs play in the grass
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16.

The letter X,
Is so underrated
it sounds like a Z in most cases.
Or an E is in front,
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Dear Death,
Why do you take away the things I love?
Is it because they take life for granted,
or maybe they are depressed and can't handle it.
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I can hear the snarling.
The taste of blood keeps you going.
Your eyes are the color of fire,
your nails are black as the shadows.
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19.

Let's go on a date,
Get high at my place.
Go on the beach after midnight,
make out till the sunrise.
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20.

Sally,
tall and blonde.
Blue-eyed with a bright smile.
But on the inside she is in pain.
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Austin Warwick Biography

Born and raised in Alabama 18 years old Love poems with a passion My goal one day is to publish books with my poems in it :))

The Best Poem Of Austin Warwick

Unknown Angel

The girl was walking in the streets.
Wearing headphones listening to a beat.
Then a giant truck came.
She wasn’t quick on her feet.
No one knew who she was.
She fed the homeless.
Gave rescue animals a home.
She was an unknown angel.
She never used labels.
But she used razors.
Bullied for her weight.
And for not being straight.
She is an unknown angel.
Who now is free.

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