Scent of tomorrow (AI Suno song using my lyrics and my voice)

Scent of tomorrow (AI Suno song using my lyrics and my voice)
3 April 2026
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[Verse]
Lost in my ink’s beak, like white glove
Fog covered the memory of love
Silent space slowly buried Time
Mind lost inclination to rhyme
The heart tells tall tales if not dies
Flying whales are but dreams not lies
Transparency in the absence
of throbbing matters resonance

[Verse]
Brittle bones break, silences sway
Dancing lights take my breath away
Corpse bride in tatters should I speak?
Blinding sights, the future rust bleak
Will iron, Maidens lost in sleep
In my heart dead mirth, yet they weep
Endings near, lost fear Death did creep
Oh the maidens how they still weep

[Verse]
I leave this Earth with sixteen crows
Beaks of fate dealt me quick dark blows
My walk has risen high through Time
Fast the fall and harder the climb
Yesterday, time to look behind
The known pathways they do unwind
Time a misplaced space, bridges burnt
I live wiser from lessons learnt

[Chorus]
Body hurtling through the bright stars
I will call the moonbeams of Mars
Gods’ altar now moved Six steps East
as blue whistles invoke the Beast
Though weather icicles relays
Feel the whiffs in scurried delays
Picking on Scent of tomorrow
My streams bathed in red bed hollow
I turned outwards all sorrows’ forms
We grow tall within red sandstorms

[Verse]
Never weep, those eyes pray keep dry
Daffodils love the sun in sky
Waters may touch only the feet
Keep tears reserved for when we meet
A mythical creature to guide
Moon waxes, its light ebbing tide
bearing tidal glory, I wane
Pegasus free your lovely mane

[Verse]
Wooden languages path to door
The burnt bridges my inks restore
Sacrifice an inclination
They count pennies the lost nation
Doorways to other dark worlds sway
Dead timber my only pathway
A pied piper roaming in Times
Of dark and fiddles holy chimes

[Verse]
I travel fearless, end riddles
while fate with my future twiddles
In Love I walk whole, the Heart flies
I will decant rhymes, tell me lies
You had me once just at hello
Play me smooth, piano and cello
Hand on one, stroke next with finger
Close we were, now goodbyes linger

[Chorus]
Body hurtling through the bright stars
I will call the moonbeams of Mars
Gods’ altar now moved Six steps East
as blue whistles invoke the Beast
Though weather icicles relays
Feel the whiffs in scurried delays
Picking on Scent of tomorrow
My streams bathed in red bed hollow
I turned outwards all sorrows’ forms
We grow tall within red sandstorms

[Verse]
Second sight granted me powers
I built them, the raging towers
within desert scapes shining dark
accumulating voice and spark
Reclusion the known destiny
Mind’s favoured perpetuity
Consumption, affliction medals
Hearts break chains, heat melting metal

[Chorus]
Body hurtling through the bright stars
I will call the moonbeams of Mars
Gods’ altar now moved Six steps East
as blue whistles invoke the Beast
Though weather icicles relays
Feel the whiffs in scurried delays
Picking on Scent of tomorrow
My streams bathed in red bed hollow
I turned outwards all sorrows’ forms
We grow tall within red sandstorms


“Scent of tomorrow” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Blues
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As the light enters our bosoms

As the light enters our bosoms
19 January 2025
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Tales, one winter, had to be told
of rivers twining of the old
where highest of heat meets the cold
where struck in the head he’s revealed

The Beast is given chance to sway
millions of men just charmed away
serpents slithering find a way
blackbirds flying in sky tremble

Trumpets will sound as he’d be sworn
while purple and black would be worn
their heads then lighter should be shorn
a ritual to be unveiled

A ceremony from times past
as black pope dark shadows would cast
dancing in jigs they would go fast
round and round in circles of blue

We face them now in squares of pink
Though the dark fears our minds would sink
we retrieve ourselves from the brink
where we were facing gaping wound

We’ll find a way to mend the rift
some place to cry and pause to lift
the hearts that weighed and turned adrift
as the light enters our bosoms


Written in the context of Ronovan writes Ovi poetry challenge using the word “lift” as inspiration. For more poems and information on the poetry form, follow this link: https://ronovanwrites.com/2025/01/15/ovi-poetry-challenge-83-lift-is-your-inspiration/

Reading of the poem:
Jocelyn Pook - Masked Ball

The beast in me walked for a death to instill

The beast in me walked for a death to instill
19 April 2022
Courtesy Stefan Gesell
I walked once between daze and swoon
My hands at my sides my head in the moon
I bore in my insides a wild creature to come
A waif turning beast at the beat of the drum

I walked into winters that paved summers’ way
Like the trees that blossomed amidst rustling hay
I walked into nights darker than dying coal
I clasped coming suns like a deer her foal

Then I said come now beast would you spill
The gory insides of your ever recent kill?
The beast made no sound but shook its head
It bore no closeness to the recent dead

The beast in me walked for a death to instill
As I watched it leaving from my window sill
Inside I clutched the most fleeting remains
The beast had wiped me clean of its putrid stains

Reading of the poem:
Forsaken - Solace

Soul cheated apall

Soul cheated apall

15 December 2017

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Winter stall

The beast to install

Wise enthrall

Through moonfall

Mind in sync to overhaul

Legends of the fall

 

Best to call

Within the marble hall

Brittle doll

Bet recall

Seeking mind that begets all

Soul bartered in mall

 

Crystal ball

Tuning into gall

Shielded pall

Narrow wall

Corpses white covered in spall

Soul cheated apall

 

Reading of the poem: 

Sarah McLachlan – In the arms of an angel

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SiylvmFI_8

Sim City 6 : Crossing bridges

Sim City 6 : Crossing bridges

24 October 2016

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The next morning she woke up still feeling warm all over where the beasts were still lying. As she stirred, the first beast that had laid its head against her cheek the night before lifted its head and gazed at her. The large eyes looked soulful and sad from this close and she no longer felt the fear of the creatures anyway as they had clearly saved her life. She wondered what language she should speak and if it would make any sense to speak at all. She wanted to thank the creatures for having saved her but she had nothing to offer them as she had not taken any food with her when she had left Prime Creator’s location.

 

  • You are welcome, said the beast in her head
  • You talk my language, she said aloud surprised and one of the other beasts awoke and stretched itself. She waited for it too to speak in her head but apparently only the first beast could communicate that way.
  • The others don’t speak human language, said the beast. I do but only in your head, my vocal chords are not evolved enough to make the sounds externally. I am Aiga, I was created by Prime Creator like you were before I decided to take to the woods where I found earlier versions of me. They did not have the same genetic modifications as me so were not able to walk on their hind legs initially and only communicated in snarls. When they saw me moving on two legs, they made me their leader and have been following me around even though they too can now move on two legs after I taught them how to do it.
  • It really is a unique feature, she said, looking from the first beast to the others. To her, they all seemed alike and nothing other than this wordless communication differentiated them as far as she was concerned.
  • I know, said Aiga. What is your name, did Prime Creator give you one`?
  • She looked blankly at Aiga. She was not sure whether Prime Creator had given her a name. You can call me Omega, she said
  • Welcome Omega, said Aiga. If you wish, you may join our tribe.
  • Thank you but Prime Creator’s son said another so I think there are more people like me out here in the woods who might be able to help me
  • They are there, beyond the bridges and huts but we don’t go there, said Aiga. We can accompany you to the end of the bridges. After that you will have to proceed alone.

 

As Omega awoke, so did all the beasts and she felt the slight morning chill as they moved off her body. She felt like wrapping one around her to fight the cold but she did not think it would be a wise thing to attempt. She could feel Aiga smiling next to her and knew that she was still communicating with her mentally. Aiga nudged her towards a small pit on the side of the first of the bridges’ pillars and she saw what seemed like a stack of clothes on some bones.

 

  • We did not kill those, said Aiga in her head. They were already mortally wounded when they reached here and the others just left them and went.
  • I did not think you would have killed them, said Omega.

 

She slowly stripped the clothes off the piles of bones and proceeded to wear all of the ragged clothes one over the other instantly warming herself again. It was not as good as the fur of the beasts but she would have to make do with this for now. She mentally signaled to Aiga her desire to bury the bones and Aiga and the other beasts helped her in pushing the earth over the bones until they were fully covered. Omega then took out a few stones from the river banks and put them on the makeshift tomb. She had watched once a priest praying in a funeral but could not remember the words. She looked at Aiga who voiced “Run with the wind” before all the beasts started howling together. Omega thought it really strange that they would howl now while they had not howled at her the night before, not even with the moon out shining brightly upon them.

 

  • They are only howling to honour the burial performed, said Aiga
  • Did they howl when they first found them, asked Omega
  • No they didn’t. They ate them
  • What do you mean they ate them?
  • Well, the other beasts were hungry and the girls were already dead so they ate them. We don’t kill to eat humans but if they are already dead, we are allowed to eat them. That is how the prime code works.
  • You mean you are coded not to eat living humans
  • We are coded to protect humans and never to eat them alive as long as that code is not overridden by Prime Creator’s red code
  • What is the red code?
  • We can eat any human which threatens the life of Prime Creator or any of its offspring.

 

Omega looked at Aiga warily and Aiga signaled to her that she was aware of the stun gun but that did not count as an attack on Prime Creator’s life as the stun guns did not kill but only immobilized.

 

  • Besides, said Aiga. I know you care for Prime Creator
  • I don’t… started Omega before deciding that she need not justify herself to Aiga or to anyone else. She wondered whether she did care about Prime Creator. It was true that she had gotten used to his incursions into her world in stealth mode after the initial panic that had seized her but she had always felt like she was some pet and when she had discovered the code, she had been determined to flee
  • To flee, yes but not to kill
  • Well I would not have accomplished much if I did kill him. That would have only left the guards and for having roamed into their world unnoticed, I know that my fate would have been worse if I had killed Prime Creator and they had caught me.
  • I see, voiced Aiga in her head and her tone sounded mocking. She clearly did not think that was the only reason Omega had let Prime Creator live.
  • Can we continue over the bridges now, she said, slightly irritated
  • Yes, but you must proceed carefully and walk behind us, said Aiga
  • Why is that`?
  • There are much earlier versions that are strong and that do not obey the prime code. They kill and eat humans and other beasts alike. They were released much earlier into the woods and have lost touch with any coding that had initially created them and would kill even Prime Creator if he were to venture out here.
  • Oh, that is why nobody ventures out here!
  • Yes, they are quite vicious and we too move in packs to make sure we can protect ourselves.

 

Aiga and the other beasts proceeded over the first bridge and Omega followed them closely. Aiga informed Omega mentally that the older beasts did not come out in the open during daytime but attacked mainly at night or when the woods were thickest and hid out the sun. She advised her to stay at the center of the pack when they would be in the woods again between the bridges. Omega obeyed religiously as she could hear the woods alive around them with the noise of twigs and even larger pieces of wood breaking. She shuddered imagining what size they might be as Aiga had given her a mental image of a giant beast when she had talked about them.

 

  • We are far more numerous and almost as strong despite the fact they are bigger in size, said Aiga. Prime Creator stopped making them after the fifth or sixth unsuccessful trial and so they do not attack us. All in all, there must be only four left as I remember we found one already dead.
  • Did the others eat that one too, she asked
  • We don’t eat each other, not even earlier versions of us, said Aiga

 

Omega bowed her head and said nothing. She wondered whether she would eat another human being if she were to feel hungry and not have anything else. Aiga looked at her and said quietly that she was sure she would. Omega felt like saying she would not but she sincerely did not know if she would or not if she were that hungry so she just kept quiet and followed the beasts. Whenever they had finished crossing a bridge, the beasts spread out around her and formed a circle while crossing the patches of wood between the bridges. Omega walked on, hurrying to keep their pace and also aware that the minutes in the daytime were precious and needed to be fully utilized to cross the bridges. When they reached the seventh bridge, Aiga signaled that this was the last and she would have to continue alone because the other versions like her might attempt to destroy them if they went further. Aiga also warned her to be mindful of how she dealt with the other versions as they were not as evolved as she was.

 

There was a small patch between the last bridge and what seemed like a criss cross of logs creating a high fence similar to the one at Prime Creator’s location. She wondered whether the earlier versions of the beasts would come out here in the open. She started running towards the fence and heard the pounding of immense paws break into a race towards her as she picked up speed and leapt across the fence. One of the larger beasts had attempted to catch her in mid-air but only ended up hurling itself against the fence as it had anticipated wrongly her jump. She felt the fence behind her quiver with the shock of the beast’s body hurled against it. The beast yelped and seemed to rise stunned on the other side but she had no time to turn around and try to see it through the tightly knit hedge at the bottom. In front of her, there was what she would have otherwise coined as a welcome committee except that they did not sound too welcoming. It was a group of ladies who all looked almost identical to her except that there was something strange about their features.

 

She moved towards them, hand extended but the first of her copies stopped her abruptly by grunting savagely and shoving a large piece of wood that looked like half a small tree trunk at her stomach, knocking her down and out of breath

 

Don’t say you know – Bvdub

Strength – Bvdub

The Art of Dying Alone – Bvdub

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ezYjQ9Isv6Q

Twining southern sun

Twining southern sun

22 March 2017

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The birch spree

Winding cherry tree

Two to three

Time will flee

The sails spreading on the sea

Ghost fraternity

 

Clean shaven

He counts to seven

Uneven

Birds haven

The wings spread into Heaven

Ocean’s Eleven

 

Once begun

The beast slowly shun

Four to One

Reign for none

Weaving three chapters undone

Twining southern sun

 

Reading of the poem:

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Il Dolce Suono. From Lucia di Lammermoor – Vitas

Skyfall – Vitas

Heart | Витас – Сердце – Vitas

 

Feed me the Music

Feed me the Music

8 October 2016

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Blood awash

From age of deceit

Travel clothes

Pleated neat

I walk naked in parlours

That the Truth harbours

 

End of lies

Raven to me flies

Beak tender

Wings of old

They shelter me from the cold

Of ice of despair

 

See my brow

No longer hangs now

Infinite

Waves of hope

Surging through the upward slope

Bubbling into moon

 

Crescents swoon

Overwhelming surge

Gnawing urge

Daylight purge

Silver and gold they emerge

Betrothed in the skies

 

Now we feast

All eyes on the East

Bread in yeast

Hides the Beast

Bring me the rings of knighthood

Three bowls made of wood

 

Calm hunger

Feed me the Music

Rushing through

Veins intact

Pulsing centuries impact

Hurtling through ages

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Sins of Salome – Angels of Venice

Nothing else Matters – Angels of Venice

Queen of the Sun – Angels of Venice

 

The Love in the stars

7 August 2016

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Wave spotting

Thrill of the surfer

Goal in height

Darkened might

Entering the bridge of crest

Speeding through unrest

 

When storm breaks

The ranks diminish

Hands astray

Feet blemish

Every excuse minds cherish

Story in banner

 

Ills manner

The natural spurts

When polish

Will vanish

In the face of tidal wave

Only for the brave

 

Showering

Words means with no end

Cowering

Squat the knave

Monologues a helpless scene

Broken repertoire

 

Untruth mean

Average inclined

Towards lies

Bridled skies

Light but nest of fireflies

Beast’s underbelly

 

Heartfelt trust

We do what we must

When I fall

I recall

Your arms surround me with all

The Love in the stars

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Ain’t no mountain high enough – Chimène Badi

 

Stopping quakes

Stopping quakes

14-15 July 2016

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Portals guide

Between the twin worlds

Minds divide

In sections

My bodies’ intersections

As the joints shiver

 

Losing space

Dilating shrinking

Eyes blinking

Blindness sets

In the hollows on my face

No lives carved regrets

 

Stories flow

In the Gods’ secrets

Like honey

From the bees

I gather all on my knees

Token of knowledge

 

Life on edge

Wavering dreamtime

Spinning reels

Of events

The dramatic one prevents

The greater evils

 

Million spawns

Unaware games’ pawns

The beast yawns

As they live

The thwarting he will forgive

Ultimate goal kept

 

Stopping quakes

Tremors now lessened

He listened

As I wept

The large scale adventure swept

Under morrows’ rug

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Shiva Tandava – Psy Trance

Indian Trance – Morfou

Orkidea – Morfou

 

In heavenly skies

In heavenly skies

25 June 2016

 

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The hum rocks stone

Hurling all matter

Handing the key to glory

On silver platter

The deaf muted alone

 

Keep humming song

We will sing along

Like the streams that gather pace

When joining deltas

Flowing into the sea

 

You me and she

Sworn fraternity

Orchestrating symphony

Genderless voices

The roots bear our choices

 

She, he are we

More than eye can see

Do you count my ageless Time

Follow you my rhyme

I dine on the flood

 

Red blue my blood

Purple are my veins

In you I am what remains

Lavender my stains

Now see me out of chains

 

Speak my blessing

Mighty is the beast

Deadly breath remember ring

It reeks of hollows

When served all is but feast

 

Wine in tavern

Bring me your lantern

Let us in supper rejoice

As the night bleeds end

In shadows of valleys

 

Of left overs

Remains of the day

We gather light from sunrise

Never in the clay

By will is the deed done

 

Through thoughts we rise

In heavenly skies

Carving out a new kingdom

A new world to come

Of all atoms the sum

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Celtic Battle Song – Leah

Angel Fell – Leah / Kings and Queens

This Present Darkness – Leah

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MDHJ9RPTUA