Sonia Voyage

Hiii! Welcome back to SoniaVoyage!🌻 Don't forget to have a drink, okay? I wasn’t planning to write about a short story today. Like, seriously, I thought I’d just keep doing my usual poetry analysis thing, talk about metaphors and heartbreaks and all that. But this time feels different. There’s something that’s been haunting me since the day I read the news about Affan Kurniawan, an online driver who died after being run over by a police car. He was just doing his job, trying to survive, while chaos exploded around him. And yeah, it was raining that day too. Somehow that detail stuck in my head, like the world was crying too. The idea for Left Beneath the Rain actually started in the most random way. We were in the musholla, just sitting there after class, half-tired, half-existential, throwing ideas around like we always do. CT said something about writing a story that hurts, like something that leaves people speechless. Lexi added how she was tired of seeing injustice everywher...

Hiii! Welcome back to SoniaVoyage!🌻 Don't forget to have a drink, okay? I’m sitting alone writing this while everyone in this café is with friends, playing games, laughing, doing their things. Me? I have none. Nada. Zero. Today’s tragedy really hits me hard. I see people with crazy achievements, people getting praise, some even getting critiqued but still shining, and suddenly I think about myself in the crowd… yeah, some people know me. They recognize me. They say “oh, hey, hi,” maybe even smile, but… why aren’t they actually coming to me? Why don’t they care to really pay attention? It’s like I exist in their world, but only as a fleeting thought. Like I’m background noise they remember, then forget. And it stings. It hurts. Like, I know they notice me, but it feels hollow. I start thinking, “maybe I should just be an NPC in this life, do my work quietly, don’t try to flex hobbies or join events, don’t even try to be cool…” I feel trashy, small, unimportant. I scroll through...

Hiii! Welcome back to SoniaVoyage!🌻 Don't forget to have a drink, okay? It’s 11 PM and my brain's doing that thing again... y’know, spinning like a fan that just won’t stop. So yeah, I thought I’d write a little something. Tonight, I feel like kaze... that’s “wind” in Japanese. And just like wind, sometimes I feel light... fresh... like I’m flying or finally breathing. But other times? That wind turns cold, messy, loud. It blows through my chest, stirs up old thoughts, and suddenly I’m stuck overthinking everything I said, everything I didn’t say... So if you’re here, maybe you’ve felt that too like your mind’s a storm that won’t shut up. If so, you’re not alone. Let’s talk about it. Kaze in Mind By Uni Sonia Yulianti Lying awake with wide-open eyes, Thoughts like letters the silence denies. Today's echoes still haunt the air, A frozen wind, a vacant stare. I shouldn't have spoken, not that, not this, Regrets parade in an endless abyss. Mistakes like firestorms burn th...

Hi! Welcome back to SoniaVoyage!🌻 Don't forget to have a drink, okay? Alright y’all. I wasn’t even planning to post this. Like fr, I’m actually kinda cringing while writing this because WHY am I exposing my confused lil heart to the entire internet 💀 But bruhhh whatever. Today, my heart took over the brain. No logic, no filter, just vibes. So here we are. This poem hit different from my usual ones. Usually I stop at 3 or 4 stanzas, keep it short and mysterious, you know the drill. But this one? Sis has 5 stanzas. FIVE. And not even sorry. Why tho? Okay lemme spill a bit. So I was just vibin’ to this song called Multo by Cup of Joe... yes, it’s a Filipino song and YES it kinda haunts in the cutest way and suddenly my brain just snapped like, “Wait. This melody exactly matches how I feel right now.” Like when you don’t even understand your own damn heart, and people are being sweet, showing love, doing all the right things… but you? You’re just sitting there like, “Why don’t I fe...

 Hi there! Welcome back to Sonia Voyage!🌻 Don't forget to have a drink, yaaa! I usually break things down like a puzzle, analyzing every little detail. But not today. Today, I’m just letting my feelings spill, raw, unfiltered, and maybe a little messy. Ever caught yourself falling for someone you swore you’d never notice? Yeah… same. One moment, they’re just another face in the crowd. The next? They’re stuck in your mind, rent-free. That’s exactly what happened to me. After almost two years of indifference, something shifted. Suddenly, I found myself overanalyzing every word, every glance. Did he care? Or was he just kind to everyone? (Spoiler: it was the second one.) So here I am, writing it all out. Not for answers, but just to feel. If you’ve ever liked someone who was never yours to begin with, welcome to the club! You Were Never Mine by Uni Sonia Yulianti Almost two years, you were just a name, Almost two years, you felt the same. Yesterday, you lingered in my mind, Today, I ...

Hey there! Welcome back to Sonia Voyage! 🌻 Don't forget to have a drink, okay? Well, here we are in 2025, and believe it or not, this is my first poem of the year. I haven’t written anything since January. Kinda wild, right? But tonight, I had this sudden flashback to something pretty memorable. It was one of those nights that just sticks with you. Sitting by the river, talking to someone who made everything feel… different. The night was calm, the air was cool, and for the first time in a while, I didn’t feel the weight of everything. It was just us, lost in conversation, and for a moment, I could almost forget the past. There was this perfect mix of comfort, peace, and vulnerability. That weird feeling of opening up to someone new but still holding back just a little. I swear, I wanna feel that again now. But can I? Hmm… maybe, maybe not. Who knows? But it doesn’t hurt to remember, right? So here I am, writing it all down. I figured, why not share it with you? Maybe you’ll under...