Onie Maniego's Blog: The Paper Drafts, page 5
April 18, 2020
April 13, 2020
Citrofortunella
Infuse his veins with the nectar of youth.
April 2, 2020
Vanilla Nights
It was sweet and sensual.
March 19, 2020
Brewing Storms
Maybe he brewed his storms at nightSo he could pour it cold tomorrowLike his blanket covering the stars,In the morning it would be gray.The raging fires will be his comfortSo hed be asleep amidst the chaos. Photo by Terry Jung on Unsplash© 2020 Onie Maniego and The Paper Drafts
March 17, 2020
When You Stay
Sustain the fires inside me.
March 15, 2020
Sunset Paintings
Like his soul, he died.
March 5, 2020
Bad Poem About Love
I'll cry my tears when you come.
March 3, 2020
Dull Lover
Forlorn by the afternoon wind.
March 2, 2020
Bantayan
Salty waters embrace my soul.
February 27, 2020
Little Dreams
Little plant rest at night.
