Hovering – Chillout, Cinematic, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 29 June 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
Hovering inhabits the fragile space between waking and dreaming, where memory, longing and hope quietly converge. Guided by moonlit passages and the turning of the seasons, the song traces the soul's search for balance as it moves between heart and mind, fear and renewal. Sometimes healing begins not by rushing forward, but by learning to hover between who we were and who we are becoming.
Shake me soft Keep me in waking Retaking Breath in deep Harnessing before the sleep Sands through fingers seep
[Verse] Shake me soft, keep me in waking Breathe in deep, soft air retaking Harnessing clouds before the sleep Sands timeless through the fingers seep
[Chorus] Moonlit passages keep me still Hovering tidal wave instil My being cast on ledge’s edge Twixt heart and mind a driven wedge
[Verse] Shine me sleek like summertime spent by widow that grieves meek, silent Sigh my name in between the heaves Gather me auburn, Autumn leaves
[Chorus] Moonlit passages keep me still Hovering tidal wave instil My being cast on ledge’s edge Twixt heart and mind a driven wedge
[Verse] Guide my walk into winter night Build the snow into path of light Scale the towers that scorch my dreams Break the spells that foment my screams
[Chorus] Moonlit passages keep me still Hovering tidal wave instil My being cast on ledge’s edge Twixt heart and mind a driven wedge
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 😎 Chillout version Dreamy Chillout, soft piano motifs, glowing synth layers, gentle heartbeat rhythm, lush reverbs Hovering – Chillout Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🎬 Cinematic version Cinematic ambient with haunting female vocals, reverbed piano, plaintive cello, slow emotional build-up and immersive atmospheric soundscapes Hovering – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth Hovering – 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 Chillout, Cinematic and Trip-Hop influences.
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:
She looked at the Mother squarely and could see that there was something the Mother wanted to say but was refraining from saying it. Softly she told the Mother that she had decided to bring the rains upon the land once again. The Mother told her that she was aware of it as this had already embodied into rain in the future that the Mother could see. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror and then turned back to the Mother again. She told her that she had hesitated a lot but then decided to do so because there were so many people who could be adversely affected by the growing heat if she let things go as they had started off with the fires of the phoenix. The Mother merely smiled at her.
She turned back again from the Mother and like in a self confession she whispered almost to herself that she had decided to use the techniques of the shamans of old. She knew from the Mother that first came the word that was used to invoke the right frame of Magic for the intent to manifest. She had therefore decided that she would use a couple of poems for the transition from the drought-like state to a state of rainy weather. She knew that the world of the physical had its own rules so it would not be possible to go straight from one to the other and therefore decided that she would first gather some white clouds and then darken them in order to bring the rain upon the land.
As instructed in earlier stages by the Mother she first released the worded embodiment of the manifestation she wished to create into the collective consciousness and then sought to manifest it by entering into a meditative state using the music that the Mother indicated to her as appropriate. The first step of gathering the clouds was successful and she looked happily at the fluffy white clouds in the sky that had only minutes earlier been blue and free of any type of clouds. As the clouds gathered in the sky, she smiled to herself thinking that this was indeed a step in the good direction.
She waited a couple of days for the situation to stabilise and then released the worded embodiment of a storm into the collective consciousness. This last wording however was released into a smaller number of individual components of the collective consciousness and she could therefore feel that it would be less successful. She decided nevertheless to pursue the intention of causing rain to fall upon the land and armed with her headphones and her mobile, she sat in the park where she could connect directly to Gaia. Once the headphones secured on her head, she started breathing slowly and regularly and drifted into the meditation.
The drums of thunder that accompanied the music of the flute lulled her to sleep and she felt herself sink slowly into an altered state of consciousness. As with each time she entered such a state she could see ravens all around her and hear them cawing to her. The ravens pointed to the middle of the sky where an eye revealed itself before tears started flowing from it. She realised that the tears were flowing in the form of rain and she could hear the sound of the thunderstorm in the music accompany aptly the sound of the falling rain. She opened her eyes and could see the rain falling from a dark brooding sky all around her onto the landscaped gardens of the park. She looked around her pleased with this achievement and smiled.
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