The endless rivers – Noir Blues, Dark Folk, Noir Trip-Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 30 May 2026
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## 🧠 ABOUT THE PROCESS
I transformed my original poem by adapting it into lyrics that were then used for a song generated using Suno, featuring my voice. Below you’ll find part of the original poem, the revised lyrics, and the musical version.
## 📜 ORIGINAL POEM
Set between the sleeping world and the hidden currents of the inner self, this poem questions the idols, fears, and authorities that shape human thought. Through images of loss, creation, and spiritual longing, it searches for a deeper source beneath doctrine and division. At its heart lies a simple invitation: to breathe love, awaken consciousness, and rediscover the living river within.
Waking up To a sleeping world The words hurled Weak symbols Unmoved zombies barely stir Hearts lost in idols
[Verse] Waking up to a sleeping world Like weak symbols the words are hurled The unmoved zombies barely stir hearts lost in idols they prefer
[Verse] The mind whirled in between Twin Times their spaces give me compressed rhymes With shaking tongue, I ring bells fast lost their ghostly chimes, none to last
[Chorus] The endless waters mantelshelf Breathe the love says the inner self Its stillness like a warm river coursing through my veins that shiver
[Verse] Mothers weep, their withered breasts hang unto grounds where lost babies twang strive through caves of Netherworld’s riff to pick up vanished infants’ whiff
[Verse] Barren wombs replicate nothing The free mind always a wild thing Creation is in the thought mined the heart-felt seeing of the blind
[Verse] Fear the wrath, the priests shriek strident downfall of mortals their talent Breath stale from venom they inhale Emblem of love that they impale
[Chorus] The endless waters mantelshelf Breathe the love says the inner self Its stillness like a warm river coursing through my veins that shiver
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎸 Noir Blues version Noir Blues, smoky late-night atmosphere, slow tempo, brushed drums, sparse electric guitar, weary female vocals, melancholic blues The endless waters –Noir Blues Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌾 Dark Folk version Dark and mournful female vocals, acoustic fingerpicked guitar, low drones, ritual atmosphere, haunting mood, minimal percussion The endless waters – Dark Folk Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Noir Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth The endless waters –Noir Trip-Hop Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
## 🎼 ABOUT THESE VERSIONS
This piece has been interpreted across multiple musical styles using Suno, exploring how the same lyrics evolve through Noir Blues, Dark Folk and Noir Trip-Hop influences.
Every Magic word – AI Song (Blues, Indie Folk, Dream Pop, Noir Trip-Hop Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice) 20 May 2026
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Every Magic word – AI Song (Blues, Indie Folk, Dream Pop, Dreamy Trip-Hop Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice) 20 May 2026
## 🧠 ABOUT THE PROCESS
I transformed this original poem by adapting it into lyrics that were then used for an AI-generated song using Suno, featuring my voice. Below you’ll find part of the original poem, the revised lyrics, and the AI-generated musical version.
## 📜 ORIGINAL POEM
This poem reflects upon the gradual loss of wonder, dreams and emotional freedom as adulthood settles beneath the weight of routine and responsibility. Through nostalgic and melancholic imagery, it explores how reconnecting with the inner child and preserving the enchantment once found in stories, imagination and innocence may help restore meaning, resilience and hope in later life.
Our burdens The sum of sorrows We carry Their dead gait Knees caving under the weight Of wasted morrows
[Verse] Our burdens, the sum of sorrows they reek of the wasted morrows We carry solemn their dead gait knees caving under their great weight
[Verse] Open heart, let the sorrow drip From enlarged chest to the feet’s tip Like the falling rain kissing Earth see in their embrace the rebirth
[Verse] Of inner children, we were once the kings of playgrounds to ensconce dark stringent marks of Time, chests bare still unwoven threads, laid down hair
[Chorus] Dreams dreamt, lost in mists, blown in winds The paper scattered now rescinds every Magic word read in books Its golden ink now glossed in brooks
[Verse] We danced with winds that shook all fires within heart carving desires the mind a wild bird, Soul carefree the body gripped in dancing spree
[Verse] Bleak routine settling in with hooks anchored us within quiet nooks Of larky times, now rooted feet Day by day we face slow defeat
[Chorus] Dreams dreamt, lost in mists, blown in winds The paper scattered now rescinds every Magic word read in books Its golden ink now glossed in brooks
## 🎧 AI SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎸 Blues version A midnight blues interpretation emphasising raw emotion and expressive character with a smoky vibe. Every Magic word – AI Blues Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🌾 Indie Folk version Dreamy Indie Folk with haunting female vocals, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, atmospheric reverbs, soft emotional build-up, reflective and nostalgic tone. Every Magic word – AI Folk Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🌟 Dream Pop version Atmospheric Dream Pop with haunting female vocals, reverb-soaked guitars, lush ambient textures and dreamy emotional layering Every Magic word – AI Dream Pop Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🌌 Noir Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth Every Magic word – AI Noir Trip-Hop Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
## 🎼 ABOUT THESE VERSIONS
This piece has been interpreted across multiple musical styles using Suno AI, exploring how the same lyrics evolve through Blues, Indie Folk, Dream Pop and Noir Trip-Hop influences.
The falling children (AI Suno song using my voice and my lyrics) 15 February 2026
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[Intro] Each of them so slight unknown mother’s son their graves ever white their hair cut come undone their tomorrows spent in night their haunting timeless plight
[Chorus] The falling children dead asleep on mothers’ bosoms wail and weep their stories lined with broken dreams their sorrow breaking through their screams
[Verse] Lily white in the dirt their cross on the Earth trace of them subtle glow fading now soft and slow with the last pieces of bone replicating loss to hone
[Chorus] The falling children dead asleep On mothers’ bosoms wail and weep Their stories lined with broken dreams Their sorrow breaking through their screams
[Verse] The tears running dark blackwashing marks of sin Rimmel lakes deep and stark Form a strong connection The soul a weary bundle light The struggle to sigh and fight
[Chorus] The falling children dead asleep On mothers’ bosoms wail and weep Their stories lined with broken dreams Their sorrow breaking through their screams
[Verse] She awaits in a tight apron hope held within bosom her plaits tidied so neat her hair with flowers strewn she had kissed him to wane moon he will call in well she feels
[Chorus] The falling children dead asleep On mothers’ bosoms wail and weep Their stories lined with broken dreams Their sorrow breaking through their screams
[Verse] He lies lonesome so deep battered from the defeat his clothes pressed so tight upon his corpse so light They had sewn in his blown feet He walked on a shell it seemed
[Chorus] The falling children dead asleep On mothers’ bosoms wail and weep Their stories lined with broken dreams Their sorrow breaking through their screams
[Verse] They crawl wild and loose hearing the gnawing news their burnt lungs inhaling their organs all failing orphaned dreams set their fate The falling children were too late
[Chorus] The falling children dead asleep On mothers’ bosoms wail and weep Their stories lined with broken dreams Their sorrow breaking through their screams
[Verse] Three times blown over plentiful ghosts hover The love lost left behind Angels look can only weep Her love so deep now asleep The forever kind
[Chorus] The falling children dead asleep On mothers’ bosoms wail and weep Their stories lined with broken dreams Their sorrow breaking through their screams
[Verse] A twin loss as her teeth grind her womb is now empty She stares blank just turned twenty The walls all around her smite like those silent lilies’ sight her wish? Just to be blind!
[Chorus] The falling children dead asleep On mothers’ bosoms wail and weep Their stories lined with broken dreams Their sorrow breaking through their screams
“The falling children” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Cinematic
“The falling children” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Gospel
“The falling children” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Blues
“The falling children” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / EDM
I found a beautiful photograph of a boy in the database I had subscribed to and decided to try drawing him. As I mentioned before boys and men represent a particular challenge for me as I am mainly used to drawing female subjects. I thought that I should still challenge myself and try to improve my drawing of male subjects.
Again, I was drawn to the eyes and concentrated most of my attention to them. The rest of the drawing, especially the T-shirt was done with more haste and less attention to detail. I hope you like the pencil portrait all the same.
And as always, mixing the visual, sometimes the spoken but always an audio of the moment, I give you a song which I was listening to when I got the inspiration to draw the portrait.
Her skin felt a burn
A thousand suns flared within
Ancient tattoos writhed
Blisters wrote on skin
a story of a lifetime
wrapped within gray folds
Darkness was conquered
The old adage came to light
New Order commenced
A flash of moonlight
Illuminated her eyes
Sun’s flames wrestled moon
Tired men kept watch
The battle was an emblem
Olden moon beat sun
Sun flickered dying
The children came to New Age
of innocence lost
Reading of the poem:
ILLENIUM - Crawl Outta Love (feat. Annika Wells)
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku Poetry prompt challenge using the words “burn”, “old” and their synonyms. For more information and to see the contributions please follow the link below:
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