Dust

Redemption – Cinematic, Indie, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)

Geetha B Blood, Circles, Dust, Ethereal, Flood, Heartpath, Hearts, Heavens, Holy, Lyrics, Music, Poèmes, Poésie, Poems, Poesia, Poetry, Redemption, Song, Soul, Voice, Voices, War , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 
Redemption – Cinematic, Indie, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)
10 September 2026
Young woman sitting cross legged with hands at the level of her knees, palms upwards and cosmic light going from one palm to the other as a circle in front of the woman. The colours behind her are pink and gold while her clothes are a soft brown with some bright orange in it
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

Redemption explores the small signs and unexpected guidance that can lead us towards transformation. Pennies become measures of change: a quarter reminds us how little it can take to begin, while three quarters warns that coming close is not the same as arriving. Open hearts may appear strange or nonsensical to closed minds, yet it is openness that allows us to recognise the tokens scattered along our path. And when we lose the inner child — our wonder, curiosity and capacity to imagine — even Wonderland descends into mayhem. Redemption asks for more than progress: ultimately, it asks for the whole of us.

Holy wars
Within the ether
Infuse me
With the blood
It flows down like mighty flood
Channels in code red

Read the full original poem here: 
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2016/08/27/redemption-2/

## ✍️ ADAPTED LYRICS

[Verse]
Channels in code red to tether
Holy wars within the ether
They infuse me with sacred blood
It flows down like a mighty flood

[Verse]
When we bled we showered the grounds
In the steely rings through playgrounds
From the stars right down to the dust
where strong circles around us rust

[Verse]
The three kings, they lost Northern guide
The doubts disperse the Soul, divide
Our choice in the proof, not landslide
By the clear tokens we abide

[Chorus]
Open Hearts the closed minds derange
One quarter within the small change
Half nonsense, uncommon is strange
Three quarters Redemption estrange

[Verse]
Earthen roof covets inner skies
We gather slow countless replies
Voices churn, Confusion in cries
Maiden sighs while the Knight denies

[Verse]
Who is where, Alice lost her hare
Rabbit tore his hair in despair
All turned wild, no clocks to repair
Lost the child, no wisdom to share

[Chorus]
Open Hearts the closed minds derange
One quarter within the small change
Half nonsense, uncommon is strange
Three quarters Redemption estrange

## 🎧 SUNO SONG

Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:

### 🎬 Cinematic Ambient version
Cinematic ambient with haunting female vocals, reverbed piano, plaintive cello, slow emotional build-up and immersive atmospheric soundscapes
Redemption – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌿 Ethereal Indie version
Ethereal Indie interpretation with a reflective tone, gentle piano, acoustic guitar and flute for a distinctive sound
Redemption – Ethereal Indie Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Mystical Trip-Hop version
A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth 
Redemption – Mystical 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 Cinematic, Indie and Trip-Hop influences.

## 🔗 OTHER LINKS – EXPLORE MORE

You might also like: Stardust
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2026/07/01/stardust-ethereal-chillout-cinematic-dream-pop-trip-hop-versions-song-created-with-suno-my-lyrics-my-voice/

Tango to Centre – AI Song (Blues, Cinematic, Indie Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice)

Geetha B Blues, Centre, Dust, Lyrics, Music, Poèmes, Poésie, Poems, Poesia, Poetry, Sands, Smoke, Song, Tango, Worlds , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 
Tango to Centre – AI Song (Blues, Cinematic, Indie Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice)
11 May 2026
woman and man in a close embrace dancing tango converging to the centre in a street dimly lit
Image credit: Freepik.com

## 🧠 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 tango, in its original and deeply connected form, as a catalyst for inner alignment, centring and reconnection with the self and the inner observer. Through movement, rhythm and emotional attunement between partners, the dance becomes a shared space of presence and transformation. The poem also draws a subtle parallel between tango and Sufi whirling: while Sufi whirling seeks transcendence through solitary rotation and spiritual surrender, tango achieves a similar state through the union, balance and shared turning of two intertwined beings.

Brushed aside
Like the dust in piles
Covering
Smothering
Shake it off briskly step out
Tango to Centre

Read the full original poem here: 
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2016/03/30/tango-to-centre/

## ✍️ ADAPTED LYRICS

[Verse]
Prepare self like a swan to glide
memories cobwebs brushed aside
Like the dust in piles covering
eyes and mouths slowly smothering
Shake it off briskly and step out
Tango to Centre drawn without

[Verse]
Raked raw the prongs seeping through
translucent shining skin’s blue hue
Rid yourself of the iron clasps
as dance begins the lady gasps
echoes of sound seep into skin
Tango to Centre drawn within

[Verse]
They lay claims on the waist thimble
Partner a male choice, feet nimble
Rally to create connection 
a slight pulse for the direction
music picks up as bodies turn
Tango to Centre that hearts yearn

[Chorus]
Inner worlds revealed through whirling
Like twins the Spirits keep twirling 
Deepest embrace with skin on skin
So pleasantly paired, cheek on chin
The feet conjoined can never part
Tango to Centre stored in heart

[Verse]
Twirling world building from chaos
In the tanda move tangueros
Hurtling through all the confusion
dance in heart through the illusion
the eyes meeting holding the stare
Tango to Centre spreading bare

[Verse]
Threefold aims written in the book
Ladies’ heads in the male neck’s nook
They follow softly, their gait slight
Their steps scribble on the page white
a flurry of inky black words
Tango to Centre with the birds

[Chorus]
Inner worlds revealed through whirling
Like twins the Spirits keep twirling 
Deepest embrace with skin on skin
So pleasantly paired, cheek on chin
The feet conjoined can never part
Tango to Centre stored in heart

## 🎧 AI SONG

Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:

### 🎸 Blues version
A blues interpretation emphasising raw emotion and expressive character.
Tango to Centre – AI Blues Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🎬 Cinematic version
A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity.
Tango to Centre – AI Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🌿 Indie version
An indie interpretation with a softer, reflective tone, incorporating tango instruments for a distinctive sound.
Tango to Centre – AI Indie 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, Cinematic and Indie influences coloured with tango music.

## 🔗 OTHER LINKS – EXPLORE MORE

You might also like: Heavens within me
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2026/04/28/heavens-within-me-blues-cinematic-indie-versions-suno-ai-my-lyrics-my-voice/

Inside Dust and rain (AI Suno song using my voice and my lyrics)

Geetha B Dust, Lyrics, Pain, Poèmes, Poésie, Poems, Poesia, Poetry, Rain, Song , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 
Inside Dust and rain (AI Suno song using my voice and my lyrics)
27 February 2026
Courtesy freepik.com


[Verse]
The plans were so grand
Breathless humour brand
Shifting moving sand
Inside Netherland
Sum of ill to withstand
Equators disband

[Chorus]
Magic works domain
Inside Dust and Rain
Wipe away the stain
Heal slowly the pain
Teardrops fall on plain
where we meet again

[Verse]
They forceful demand
splitting two-way land
Spin out of control
Rising stand up whole
rulers reprimand
Mind traps beyond bland

[Chorus]
Magic works domain
Inside Dust and Rain
Wipe away the stain
Heal slowly the pain
Teardrops fall on plain
where we meet again

[Verse]
Intellect to grow
more than mind to know
faithful heart to show
His hands moving slow
curve matter to stow
where light pulse will glow

[Chorus]
Magic works domain
Inside Dust and Rain
Wipe away the stain
Heal slowly the pain
Teardrops fall on plain
where we meet again

[Verse]
Past regret on knees
beyond cherry trees
bids no future time
wilts the spoken rhyme
You will bring back mine
heal my broken spine

[Chorus]
Magic works domain
Inside Dust and Rain
Wipe away the stain
Heal slowly the pain
Teardrops fall on plain
where we meet again

[Verse]
See the tragic quirks 
inside shadow lurks
fielding tight-lipped smirks
wrought on levelled perks
escapes tragedy
derails train to flee

[Chorus]
Magic works domain
Inside Dust and Rain
Wipe away the stain
Heal slowly the pain
Teardrops fall on plain
where we meet again

“Inside dust and rain” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / EDM
“Inside dust and rain” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Indie
“Inside dust and rain” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Techno
“Inside dust and rain” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Trance

Summer sails

Geetha B Breath, Dark, Dreams, Dusk, Dust, Love, Lyrics, Poèmes, Poésie, Poems, Poesia , , , , , , , 
Summer sails
31 August 2024
Courtesy freepik.com


With summer sails
I know you went
and summer days 
I know you spent

Your breathing hours
that you fed much
my losing powers
my waning touch

The winds blew through
my inky blue
as I just stood 
waiting for you

The summer sails
that you had kept
were summer days 
that I had wept

Now summer’s gone
slipping through dirt
as sands are blown
over my hurt

The days went past
a million more
a love steadfast
in heart I bore

The summer sails
that you had kept
are just days
when I had wept

Singing of lyrics using a melody I invented for these lyrics:
ALL STARS DYING feat. Paulina Magus — The Storyteller

Dust

Geetha B consciousness, Dust, Jasmine, Life, Night, Tree of Life, Uncategorized, Wind , , , , , , , , , , ,

Dust

22 May 2018

Storm woman Andy Bate

 

The night exhaled the scent of jasmine into her nostrils. She opened her eyes and peered into the darkness. She could hardly make out the outline of the jasmine tree’s branches. The pot with the tree had been removed by a friend who had taken the jasmine tree but the branches clung to the little hedge and still flowered. It was a curious thing to ponder on really. How those flowers could still bloom and the leaves still stay green while the tree had been snipped away from them was another of the mysteries of life. She went back inside her room where the darkness was thicker and lay her head on the pillow. She would check tomorrow if the leaves had begun to wither finally and she would then disentangle them from the hedge and cast them away.

The next morning was a gloomy grey morning as the dust from an oncoming sandstorm piled into the skies. She went to check the hedge and surely enough after their display of frantic desire to survive the branches were going limp and some leaves had turned yellow. The flowers too seemed withered and forlorn. She wondered if she should take them off right now or wait for all the leaves to become yellow before she would throw them in the bin. Looking at those desperate branches made her think of the eventuality of what consciousness went through when the body came to pass. Did all people’s consciousness linger desperately for a while without a body trying to find a way back into this life or unlike the flowers did they just stop blooming and join the collective consciousness the minute the body’s time ended ?

The dust in the air thickened and she could feel her throat going hoarse as the particles invaded her nostrils and found their way into her lungs. She sneezed as the wind picked up moving more dust her way. The branches heaved on the hedge and some of the yellow leaves flew with the wind before it settled bringing them to the ground. She reached out into the hedge and started easing the branches off it. As she piled the leaves into a heap, the wind picked up again and the branches scattered all across the pathway. The sky grew darker as more sand flew with the wind walling off the sun’s rays. She continued easing off the branches and finally gathering them together she cast them into the bin outside the gate. As she entered the house she could still smell the wane scent of jasmine mingled with the unmistakable sandy smell of the dust in the wind.

Dust in the wind – Melanie Safka

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjTZqMZ5FJ0

Building tomorrows’ smiles

Geetha B Breath, Change, Dust, Life, Mirror, Poetry, Shadorma, Strength, Tears, Waves , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Building tomorrows’ smiles

25 May 2017

woman fotokritik com 2
Courtesy fotokritik.com

 

Breathing Life

Into lungs that singe

With dust rife

Blowing winds

Across the tides that ripple

With the waves of change

 

Weep the tears

Of togetherness

We confess

In duress

To moments of lone weakness

When target seems stalled

 

Mirror walled

The strength I muster

Breaking free

Shards recalled

Building tomorrows’ smiles

In the bees cluster

 

Reading of the poem: 

tomorrow smile pinterest com2
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Unity – Shinedown

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_gVdi6sizeY

Tombstones seal

Geetha B Destruction, Dreamtime, Dust, Earth, Earthquake, Poetry, Power, Seasons, Shadorma, Skies, Time, Timeline, Tomb, Uncategorized, Winds , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Tombstones seal

2 May 2017

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Courtesy Aphostol on deviantart.com

Skies that rise

Forgotten the wise

Set sunrise

On demise

The nothing in glaring beam

To be what they seem

 

Birds that mock

Seasons out of stock

Set the lock

On havoc

Desolation way of stream

In the human dream

 

None to stand

I let go Her hand

Cattle brand

In the land

No power left to rewind

Destiny of blind

 

Sands that grind

Rising seas unkind

Stars that wind

In Her mind

Death oncoming theirs to find

Earth in crust to bind

 

Dust piling

Thunder beguiling

Ropes filing

Times riling

Unshed the voice of the meek

In the desert streak

 

Ceilings peel

Pillars downtown reel

Tendrils feel

Tombstones seal

Winds of raging death that reek

Of destruction’s peak

 

Reading of the poem: 

memory deviantart com tears_of_stone_by_aphostol
Courtesy Aphostol on deviantart.com

Dream 1 (Before the wind blows it all away) – Max Richter

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RjeFXf1rqww

Winding photons hum

Geetha B Chest, Drum, Dust, Earth, Kingdom, Lark, Photons, Poetry, Sail, Shadorma, Uncategorized , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Winding photons hum

20 April 2017

Winding megcabot com (2)
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Earth inhale

The journey a snail

Chests impale

Rising sail

The tongue in skies flying whale

Withered leaves exhale

 

Shooting sparks

Firing through the parks

Soaring larks

Dog that barks

Cerberus familiar harks

Upending of quarks

 

Momentum

Dust a lone kingdom

Now will come

His fiefdom

The mind tighter than a drum

Winding photons hum

 

Reading of the poem: 

 

Winding youtube com 4
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Harmoni – Anahata

 

Heavens’ particles

Geetha B Dust, Heaven, Miracles, Poetry, Shadorma, Uncategorized , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Heavens’ particles

15 June 2016

heaven pinterest com
Courtesy pinterest.com

 

Grief squashes

All semblance of hope

The mind numb

Heart broken

Happiness a lost token

Of revolving times

 

Stilling mind

Whirling into space

Pitch balance

Zero point

Where everything is nothing

A change of vision

 

Joy washes

Memory of grief

Renewed fresh

Hope seeker

The mind attempts ways meeker

Turning a new leaf

 

Like a tree

Casting away leaves

Growing new

Extensions

We wage ways through pretensions

Society’s weight

 

Inside us

Silent observer

It watches

The motion

Lost to world and emotion

It shines in sun’s dust

 

They cling on

Heavens’ particles

Through bodies

That relay

The birthright’s lost miracles

Unbeknownst to most

 

Reading of the poem: 

heaven burlingtongazette ca
Courtesy burlingtongazette.ca

Wings – Birdy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgmX2adsKQc

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

Geetha B Amnesia, Dust, Fear, Landay, Love, Mother, Pathway, Poetry, Tear, Time, Uncategorized, Words , , , , , , , , , , ,

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

17 November 2015

 

earth blue2
Courtesy pinterest.com

 

Words carry more than their single might

The sticks will wither, the stones will bring unto them dust

 

Glorious sun in your heat I bask

Amnesia my creed, darkness my Heart now befalls

 

Within the nothingness flowers bloom

I know of airborne roots that connect with the thin air

 

Of flowers and men my knowledge slight

Experience mother of broken conventions thrust

 

Betrayal is more than simple task

Winding through the depth of wretched Hearts misery calls

 

Alice dilating outgrew the room

Hatter rattled kettles, Cheshire cats smiled debonair

 

The moon counted her pennies so bright

Many a jumping cow had crossed bridges in thought’s crust

 

Growing silence, now stillness I ask

Path within me to Netherland child in me recalls

 

Incense burnt fragrant hallways to groom

The fumes built in fogs that covered pathways for the pair

 

earth blue 3
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I walk in valley shadowed by Fear

Frothing horses stand by me in my hands their harness

 

Wisdom of millennia in me grew

Clocks of Time winding back false identity withdrew

 

Every Time Mother would shed a Tear

History would reel struck by paces of wilderness

 

In the name of Fathers I once knew

Let the morrows of void be my only tomb that slew

 

earthstillness18
Courtesy in5d.com

 

Antaeus – Kyrie

Antaeus – Athéna

Antaeus – Time