Swallow in the sun AI Song (Blues, Cinematic, Indie Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice)

Swallow in the sun AI Song (Blues, Cinematic, Indie Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice)
25 April 2026
woman aligned with swallow flying high in the sky symbolising the deep interpersonal relationship between woman with second sight and birds
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 the cycles through which Earth has gone and could go in the future with a futuristic view of alternate realities that spurs from using a technique called stream of consciousness.

Engulfed in shadows
The earth seeks a source of light
As ice takes over
Cold draft stills the mind that seeks
Door ajar to inner light

Read the full original poem here:
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2014/12/22/swallow-in-the-sun/
## ✍️ ADAPTED LYRICS

[Verse]
Engulfed in shadows of night
the Earth seeks a source of light
As ice takes over the peaks
cold draft stills the mind that seeks
Door ajar to inner sight
a ray pierces through so bright

[Verse]
From long forgotten valley
where days hold forever key
Dumbstruck, I observe in awe,
as it shines, translucent, raw
Bathing in its warmth to hail
a lizard stretches its tail

[Verse]
Remnant of past pride so few
What is lost is found anew
says silent spirit to mind
seeking memory to remind
Door closing bathes red stains
from light seeping through tight veins

[Chorus]
Swallow in the sun to tweet
wings outstretched basking in heat
soaring above Earth departs
Its flight makes mellow my heart
that roared with winter’s approach
Light on darkness to encroach

[Verse]
Veins burn with past to retain
Blood to blood shall call again
as storms well inside abode
The boatman carries on board
ten white lilies like ten souls
that start to wither in scrolls

[Verse]
Will storm flood the lilies’ nest
building darkness from unrest?
Flickering shadows trace path
Yesterday etched in my heart
I yearn in silent sorrow
for two thousand years spliced slow

[Verse]
Ten fluttering birds arise
Falling dusk ends the sunrise
Beaks shattering the door smart
ice scatters around my heart
A thousand rays flow within
my flight shows translucent skin

[Chorus]
Swallow in the sun to tweet
wings outstretched basking in heat
soaring above Earth departs
Its flight makes mellow my heart
that roared with winter’s approach
Light on darkness to encroach



## 🎧 AI SONG

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

### 🎸 Blues version
A blues interpretation emphasising raw emotion and expressive character.
Swallow in the sun – AI Blues Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🎬 Cinematic version
A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity.
Swallow in the sun – AI Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🌿 Indie version
An indie interpretation with a softer, reflective tone, incorporating Asian instruments for a distinctive sound.
Swallow in the sun – 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.

## 🔗 OTHER LINKS – EXPLORE MORE

You might also like: In the Peak of the Darkness
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2026/04/23/in-the-peak-of-the-darkness-ai-song-blues-cinematic-folk-indie-versions-suno-ai-my-lyrics-my-voice/

We are creators

We are creators
30 November 2025
Courtesy freepik.com


Manifest
The dark throngs await
Fear to hold
Tales untold
I have more to me than weight
creative mind zest

Images
birth me stellar sights
Inside me
the insights
Alternate reality
I burn no bridges

Stories tell
Truth of our great minds
The whirring
us reminds
of our features which glowing
other lies dispel

We are tall
Like evergreen trees
Predators
make us small
When the fears we slow release
we are creators

Reading of the poem:
The White Butterfly - Thought Form

Acknowledged mission

Acknowledged mission
20 November 2025
Courtesy freepik.com


My skin’s fur
rises at its touch
The panic
starts to stir
I know not what became her
Fusion erratic

Metallic
voice gains momentum
my heart beats
like a drum
the dark steely voice repeats
a note so tragic

The steel rods
I feel them begin
wayward touch
Gentle prods
piercing my delicate skin
they fold down and clutch

Progress stalls
soul other recalls
Brightened flare
my eyes blinds
My heart memories rewinds
before lightning glare

Body melts
Her carcass slow welds
flesh and steel
as I kneel
Knee on Earth not submission
acknowledged mission

We are one
Painted veils fly blue
Red remains
colour due
A spell to replicate sun
from the purple stains

Reading of the poem:
AURI - I Will Have Language (Official lyric video)

I touch upon highest sky

I touch upon highest sky
19 November 2025
Courtesy freepik.com


Plaintive cry
escapes my dry lips
The past hums
in my ears
I have taken all my fears
laid them as he quips

The lesson
a repeated sound
through rumble
I listen
to the snarling ruddy hound
guts to assemble

My lover
walks a fading line
twixt borders
sleek pristine
He takes me from all regret
Heart to never fret

While mind flies
my dragon king sighs
As he grows
so do I
I touch upon highest sky
Twined outcomes he sows

Reading of the poem:
I’m Still Here – Morgan Luna

Flutters in the Heart

Flutters in the Heart
31 October 2025
Courtesy freepik.com


Life borders
imagination
running wild
reckless child
without confines from orders
ne’er subdued nor mild

Some lay flat
the world crushing orb
slain digits
they absorb
obedience to fake limits
to the race a rat

Some rise high
irreducible
their minds fly
into blue
Opportunities in sky
overcome trouble

In between
humble scholars walk
Their grave stance
subtle talk
born of awareness fragrance
they move in balance

I see we
mapping second Truth
in wars end
Solemn truce
images on retina
morrow’s aurora

The whispers
of the world’s others
moving through
my ribcage
they transpose into new age
flutters in the Heart

Reading of the poem:
Aurora – Dreams

Their bodies were robbed of free will

Their bodies were robbed of free will
8 January 2025
Courtesy freepik.com


Lily white scattered memories
played in my head wooden stories
contours so light for soul to tease
when why what, questions still burning

Inner turmoil kaleidoscope
like a drowning man thrown a rope
writings on the wall help me cope
whispers of thoughts rise to wake me

I start remembering the scene
The acting of it so obscene
replacement actors never seen
outer shell same, inner alien

Prior mindfulness in tatters
parasite that itself flatters
believing it is what matters
occupying a grudging host

A life stretched for mind to ensnare
to forget toil, to forget care
heart bereft, consciousness aware
something was lurking in shadows

Like ragdolls they were forced to act
unable to scream or react
the bond was like an imposed pact
their bodies were robbed of free will


Written in the context of Ronovan writes Ovi Poetry challenge using the word “aware” for inspiration. For more poems and the rules, follow this link https://ronovanwrites.com/2025/01/08/ovi-poetry-challenge-82-aware-is-your-inspiration/

Reading of the poem:
Within Temptation - Memories

I see within futures we’ll have

I see within futures we’ll have
13 October 2024
Courtesy freepik.com


A future gleamed in the distance
What could have triggered its presence
my wishful thinking for instance?
my thoughts triggered worlds that twirled on

Manuscripts from high doors falling
black on white writings kept calling
the lines blurred as I’d start reading
today and tomorrow were inked

A dip into the deep to see
oceans that stretched infinity
sirens with tales to spin so free
land to water moving to air

Light morse code caught retina thrice
blue spirits playing with me nice
serving me meal with wholesome spice
I see within futures we’ll have


Written in the context of Ronovanwrites Ovi Poetry challenge. For the full rules and more poems, follow this link.

Reading of the poem:
Karliene - Siren Song

A flag flying high

A flag flying high
23 August 2021

Courtesy pinterest.com
Only the question
mattered more than the answer
Twined cause and effect

Common inquiry
A probe into grey matter
Symptom of the quest

Pillars of queries
Symbols of the need to know
A trace of lives lived

Myriads of half-truths
Sign of the times etched in blood
Reality blurred

Picking up the clues
Omen of a time gone by
Skies high in bosom

She survived inquests
Her mind a token of light
A flag flying high

Reading of the poem:
Strings of a Bard (acoustic) - Estas Tonne (2021)
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge using the words question and sign or their synonyms. More on the rules and other poets’ contribution here https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/08/23/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-372-question-and-sign/

The Frost Chronicles 6: The secret world of the Marid part 4

The Frost Chronicles 6: The secret world of the Marid part 4

7 May 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

The Marid seemed to sense her presence shortly after she had sunk into the ground and turned to scrutinize her. They did not seem hostile but neither did they seem friendly nor happy that she was there among them. Some of them were whispering to each other and pointing towards her. Others were looking back and forth at her and at her half-father. They seemed to be making some connection. Her half-father rose from his throne laying the scepter aside and made his way through the half circle to where she was.

 

  • You should not be here, he said in her mind
  • I needed to see you, she answered
  • This is not the right time. I will come to you later or tomorrow
  • I need your help now
  • I am sure this can wait. I sense what you need to ask of me and this can wait. I have an important meeting now.
  • I will go then but I am not sure how to get out of here. It seemed very natural to sink into the ground but now I feel stuck and cannot rise out of here.

 

In a flash she felt herself lifted and the Marid had transported her back into her flat. She had not even felt the resistance of the ground nor did it even seem that time had gone by when she had been lifted into the outside. At the same time the part of her that was high in the skies reintegrated her as if she were a bubble. It made her think of soap bubbles sticking to each other and then forming another larger bubble. Without a further word, the Marid left her and returned to his meeting.

 

Goëtia

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mb8hyOw0hP4

My feet are weary

My feet are weary

8 April 2020

Courtesy New York Times

 

Catch my breath

It escapes in lakes

As I whirl

Remember!

Essence of life is hidden

Between tree and bark

 

Remind me

Of jewels in chest

Studded pearls

Hold moonshine

Revelry began with wine

Ending in my salt

 

Fill me words

My head is tired

Lay them down

Near bosom

Fly me to castles in sky

My feet are weary

 

Reading of the poem:

Jon Bryant – “At Home” [Official Audio]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q5_lAC5nGKM