Frozen chants curdling – Noir Blues, Dark Folk, Noir Trip-Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 31 May 2026
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Frozen chants curdling – Noir Blues, Dark Folk, Noir Trip-Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 31 May 2026
## 🧠 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
Suspended between remembrance and renewal, the poem follows a wandering consciousness through seasons of loss, illness, faith, and transformation. Ships sink, trees are felled, and Time gathers its harvest, yet beneath every ending another beginning quietly stirs. It is a meditation on the hidden self that emerges through change—the changeling waiting beyond the horizon of who we once believed ourselves to be.
Sinking ships Into oblivion They seep slow Like white ink Inverted Chinese painting Drawing my heart’s lines
[Verse] Sinking ships into oblivion They seep slow into remission Like white ink drawing my heart’s vines inverted Chinese painting lines
[Verse] The winter crawled up in my spring In Ending lies the Beginning Unreachable changeling in Times morphing through Historical rhymes
[Chorus] Renewed consumption lungs boiling They will me frozen chants curdling upon the lips lost in stark pleas The bent chest heaving with the wheeze
[Verse] Church bell chimes my viscosities seeping strong through the praying knees The hands now sunken thunderbolts in altars’ steep wells stir revolts
[Verse] I am tree flying high in skies The clouds whisper to me deep sighs of forgotten times stored in wells Woodcutter my proud branches fells
[Verse] As the ground gathers falling bunch the avid jaws of Time now crunch remnants of my bark in bustle Withered leaves count pages’ rustle
[Chorus] Renewed consumption lungs boiling They will me frozen chants curdling upon the lips lost in stark pleas The bent chest heaving with the wheeze
## 🎧 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 Frozen chants curdling –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 Frozen chants curdling – 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 Frozen chants curdling –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.
To love a shadow – Noir Blues, Dark Folk, Dark Jazz, Noir Trip-Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 22 May 2026
Image credit: Magnific.com
## 🧠 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
This poem reflects upon the emotional disintegration that may arise from prolonged attachment to a psychologically consuming relationship. Through symbolic imagery rooted in shadows, fading memories and corrosion, it explores the erosion of identity, the persistence of grief and the dangers of losing oneself within obsession and emotional dependency. Beneath its darker atmosphere, the poem ultimately gestures toward detachment, self-reclamation and the quiet rebuilding of inner equilibrium.
The heart knows Stories of lovers Beyond Death Beyond Time Beyond pretence of the rhyme When heartbeats spoke Truth
[Verse] When the heartbeats can speak the Truth the heart knows of warm tales that soothe Stories of lovers beyond Time beyond Death and pretence of rhyme
[Verse] Orphaned hands they twitch in waking Time’s sands, History in making Colourless legends of disgrace awakening to the lost face
[Verse] I now have no name, no one calls Perhaps Jane, Ann, Ruth? Like leaf falls the pitter patter of me blows within wind like soundless echoes
[Verse] All is lost, some wounds never heal Within bosom lies the appeal For when the sadness does depart gaping hole remains within heart
[Verse] Cascading days spent counting tears assessing the cost of dark fears Remnants of faded sounds now stir memories of living that shunned her
[Verse] I knew you like obsession’s ink You drove me to the very brink of inches of blinding madness as I distilled you in sadness
[Chorus] I keep none, cuffs and links oppress I adorn just a simple dress My mind slow learning has begun to love a shadow, perhaps none
[Verse] In wine’s haze I dissolve your thoughts seeking little forget me nots Brewery my sole salvation dark gate to intoxication
[Verse] Like you change white shirts neat and smart I change skies, view your cufflinks art Ornaments like my dark clouds’ stain slow forming safe haven for rain
[Verse] You wipe them as they settle rust while I drench starched cuffs in lost trust Tiny dots made of mock silver in stain less steel for my killer
[Verse] They pierce me the gift she once made Tying ends, loose nooses pervade extremities on the same arms that oft held her too, oozing charms
[Verse] I throw them into winding pits of my mind, my eyes now tight slits Blind to the spaces in between what was, will be and could have been
[Chorus] I keep none, cuffs and links oppress I adorn just a simple dress My mind slow learning has begun to love a shadow, perhaps none
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎸 Noir Blues version Slow atmospheric blues with smoky emotional vocals, reverbed electric guitar and deep introspective mood To love a shadow – Noir Blues Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌾 Dark Folk version A folk interpretation of the song, focusing on acoustic textures and a more intimate sound that highlights the lyrical and emotional core with a touch of dark. To love a shadow – Dark Folk Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🎷 Dark Jazz version A dark Jazz version with haunting female vocals, slow hypnotic mood, emotionally intimate and introspective To love a shadow – Dark Jazz Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth To love a shadow –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 Atmospheric Blues, Dark Folk and Trip-Hop influences.
I am becoming a Tree
My arms extended in calling
I branch out in verses
they are shiny fruits hanging
high and low in perspectives
alternating light and dark
I am becoming a Tree
My trunk plants its roots in a garden
I witness moss growing on my feet
they disappear softly within green
circles of brown dissolve within its sheen
Totem of tomorrow’s world sprouts
I am becoming a Tree
Wide branches from keen twigs
absorb the sunshine in waves
they cast no shadows on the seekers
gathering around my rivulets
My waters are shared with all
I am becoming a Tree
I am sunshine and rain
I gather feathers and fluff
as the nightbirds hold in me home
Sizzling thoughts in me roam
I bear the smooth and the rough
I am becoming a Tree
I climb giddily towards the skies
Though my roots coil me to the ground
in sweet harmonious belonging
my leaves rustle in the clouds
I am bustling prayers and shrouds
Reading of the poem:
Glory of new-found mystery
The rhythm of the feet now changed
Embracing magic once estranged
Bodies melted in ecstasy;
Like long lost pagan symphony
The moon the clouds in night did chase
Fervent dancers in trembling daze
They locked their arms in restless link
Skies defined them in magic ink
Of lucid embrace transient phase
Reading of the poem:
Lonely – Cosmic Balance
Based on challenge by Ronovan Writes using the word “Chase” in line C of the decima.
In brief, for a Décima, there are 10 lines of poetry that rhyme and there must be 8 syllables per line.
There is a Set Rhyming Pattern we must stick to: ABBAACCDDC or ABBA/ACCDDC.
For more information or to view other contributions, please follow the link hereRonovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 53: (CHASE) in the C rhyme line. | ronovanwrites
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