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I Wish I Could Stop Caring: Poetry Analysis (Kaze in Mind)

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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...

Why Do I Feel This Way? Poetry Analysis (Undecided Heart)

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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...

When I Thought It Was Different: Poetry Analysis (You Were Never Mine)

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 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 ...

When Time Flashes Back: Poetry Analysis (Not in a Hurry)

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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...

When you decided to keep your feeling and realized that they're never yours. Poetry Analysis (Between the Moon and You)

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Hey there, welcome back to Sonia Voyage!🌻 Don't forget to have a drink, okay? I want all readers who come here to be healthy and happy❤ In high school, emotions are intense and fleeting. It's a time when feelings can bloom easily, but the reality of them can also fade just as fast. I wrote this poem when I was in 12th grade, reflecting on a time when I thought I could grow closer to a guy I had a special connection with. I was full of hope, thinking maybe something more could develop between us. But over time, I realized something about the way he treated me and other girls too. In the end, I had to ask myself, was I just one of many? That realization made me step back and let go of those feelings, and now, looking back, I can smile at the simplicity of it all. No love, no worries,  just living life and enjoying the ride. Between the Moon and You By Uni Sonia Yulianti Before the morning, I see the moon, A quiet smile upon my lips as I write this tune. Pouring out all that I kn...

When Repetition Becomes Judgment: Poetry Analysis (Unheard and Misunderstood)

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Hi, how are you? Don't forget to have a drink, okay?🌻 Some days, it feels like the world moves on without you, leaving you unheard, unseen, and buried under the weight of judgment. I poured my heart into this piece, not just to speak my truth but to let go of the pain that lingers when you're left behind, misunderstood. Sometimes, we fight not just for what we deserve, but to remind ourselves that we matter, even when it seems like no one else cares. Today, something I unwanted just happened to me lol. So I decided to write it through poem. Enjoy! Unheard and Misjudged by Uni Sonia Yulianti No, I am not wrong. No, I am not what you say I am.  I’m not the villain in this story, I’m just a voice that refuses to stay silent,   A truth spilling out because I can’t swallow it any longer.   Stop cutting me with your careless words.  Enough, I am tired of wearing your labels. I know respect. I know restraint. But today, I needed to scream,    To break t...