Like pockets in Heart – Cinematic, Indie, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)

Like pockets in Heart – Cinematic, Indie, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)
20 October 2026
A woman with strands of hair full of ice that are curving backwards like semi circles away from her head.  She is looking at one hand which is lifted in front of her while the other hand is holding a necklace on her chest. The necklance and her hands have frost on them. Behind her there is a wall of ice. Her head, shoulders, arms and the upper part of her chest are visible. She is the central character of the image so she is filling almost all of the space. There is some frost on her forehead. Her necklace is multilayered and a mixture of diamonds and frost.
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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

Like Pockets in Heart moves through landscapes of scorching heat, autumn rain and winter frost, tracing the fragile relationship between memory, love and loss. Like hidden drawers, the heart preserves its treasures even as the mind attempts to erase them — or perhaps the places where they were once kept. Beneath the silence of fading flowers and the chill of unspoken truths, something remains alive. A familiar voice rises from within, lending wings to a heart turned to stone and shattering the ice that held its memories captive.

The drizzling rain sighed
Upon plains of autumn leaves
That sizzled in heat
In memory raindrops fell
Washing down yesterday’s peaks

Read the full original poem here:
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2015/10/11/like-pockets-in-heart/

## ✍️ ADAPTED LYRICS

[Verse]
The drizzling rain sighed upon plains of autumn leaves
They sizzled in heat of desert landscape that heaves
In memory raindrops fell, softly on my cheeks
They soothed my heart’s sore, washing down yesterday’s peaks

[Verse]
Begonias stood dull, huddled in a tight circle
wrapped around dark mud that the blackbirds encircle
Where did they disappear, hands that fit me like glove?
How did they slow wane, Blazing colours of your Love?

[Chorus]
Petunias listless stretched in the midst of vases
Like pockets in Heart that the mind slow erases
Shadows fell silent, White lies fell on burning Soul
Though writhing within, it saw through the stories told

[Verse]
Cold air touched the heat, Mist-like pattern on the glass
Intrinsic cooling for dead season to surpass
Trace of long-gone ice reminding me of first chill
My Heart held itself like stone, core frozen and still

[Verse]
Voices through the mist, Muffled by the words of loss
carried themselves low for the heathen grounds to cross
Within my heart your voice called lending me new wings
It broke through the frost, shattering icy carvings

[Chorus]
Petunias listless stretched in the midst of vases
Like pockets in Heart that the mind slow erases
Shadows fell silent, White lies fell on burning Soul
Though writhing within, it saw through the stories told

## 🎧 SUNO SONG

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

### 🎬 Cinematic version
Cinematic ambient with haunting female vocals, reverbed piano, plaintive cello, slow emotional build-up and immersive atmospheric soundscapes
Like pockets in Heart– 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
Like pockets in Heart – Ethereal Indie Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Ethereal Trip-Hop version
A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth
Like pockets in Heart – Ethereal 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/

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

Breaking through – Cinematic, Indie, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)
27 September 2026
Woman's face breaking through a glass plane which looks like a mirror. You can see her left eye which looks intensely at the onlooker. Pieces of the glass are flying around her face. The colours are blue, brown, red, and soft greens
Image credit: Carnegriff on deviantart.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

Breaking through is never without cost. Between fractured mirrors, Saturn’s rings and the remnants of a dying dream, the self is broken open and gathered anew. Old bonds are breached, hidden wells become sources of power, and the search for an absent other turns inward. Beyond the crown, spear and cross, the saviour is discovered within — releasing the twin through the opening until what seemed divided remembers itself as whole.

Wandering
In thoughts that shiver
Cold of World
That darkens
She stitches another yarn
Pitch black before dawn

Read the full original poem here:
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2016/02/19/breaking-through/

## ✍️ ADAPTED LYRICS

[Verse]
Wandering in thoughts that shiver
Cold of World that darkens river
She stitches slow another yarn
a Yard of Pitch black before dawn

[Verse]
Other half like jigsaw puzzle
I pick up my pieces juggle
a mirror broken in the skies
where I see piercing through the lies

[Verse]
Through the bitterness, our hearts roam
Flowing salted tears like sea’s foam
lapping slow at our waking frames
engulfed in Humanity’s games

[Verse]
Illusion, Mind’s playground, blast wakes
I cry confusion as it shakes
Softly killing me he now sighs
as the lulling dreamtime slow dies

[Chorus]
Breaking through, it comes with a price
I have paid it now more than thrice
No haggling allowed, Nailed across
Trinity’s auction, crown, spear, cross

[Verse]
Souls on life’s fire often roast
I know life like butter on toast
and lemon just like Acid stings
Soaring flames fluttering like wings

[Verse]
I summon the stark Deadly rings
A ghostly place where he low sings
Songs of Unity, Working spells
constructed from my hidden wells

[Verse]
I conjure within Hammer’s might
Broken ties breached I take to flight
I am running free, a world won
This dream’s realm a slave’s marathon

[Verse]
The saviour lies but within me
My soul ushers in its twin free
He flutters through the Gaping hole
I sigh, finally we are whole

[Chorus]
Breaking through, it comes with a price
I have paid it now more than thrice
No haggling allowed, Nailed across
Trinity’s auction, crown, spear, cross

## 🎧 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
Breaking through – 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
Breaking through – 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
Breaking through – 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/

Scattered breath – Dark Cinematic, Gospel, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)

Scattered breath – Dark Cinematic, Gospel, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)
26 August 2026
a woman in a black top and skirt with her arms extended upwards holding a large black veil that extends and a large cross in the background to her left
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

There are moments when life leaves us scattered—our thoughts like ash, our hopes buried beneath dust, and our hearts searching for the warmth they once knew. Yet beneath every layer of grey, a quiet ember waits. Scattered breath is about gathering what has been broken, rediscovering the breath that binds us together, and finding that even after loss, the smallest spark can still illuminate the way forward.

Does it speak
Of broken morrows
The stilled mind
Chilling Heart
Polar experiences
Lurking in the dark

Read the full original poem here:
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2016/02/12/scattered-breath/

## ✍️ ADAPTED LYRICS

[Verse]
Does it speak of broken morrows
The stilled mind chilling Heart’s sorrows
Polar experiences stark
lurking insidiously in dark

[Verse]
A life pressed in blue still rages
I gather twigs and worn pages
All fire warmth gives chimneys smoke
small fading thoughts that I invoke

[Verse]
What once could have been, mind smashes
I blow hard rekindling ashes
Under the grey simmers Red seed
as volcanic eruptions bleed

[Chorus]
Scattered breath gathers me within
Chest heaving, Soul cleaving so thin
The Remnants of threads strewn across
expanding Rosary and cross

[Verse]
There is dust on my fingertips
The raging winds that the mouth quips
lift but the blinding spent quick sands
leaving million heart understands

[Verse]
I shake snow in glass of seconds
White my slate, empty store mind bends
There is nothing within slain grains
No yeast to raise bread just bleak stains

[Verse]
Dancing queen shimmers with the shake
Garden leaves flutter as I rake
With the lost stories my chest heaves
Untold for undead that soul grieves

[Chorus]
Scattered breath gathers me within
Chest heaving, Soul cleaving so thin
The Remnants of threads strewn across
expanding Rosary and cross

## 🎧 SUNO SONG

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

### 🎬 Dark Cinematic version
Dark Cinematic ambient with haunting female vocals, reverbed piano, plaintive cello, slow emotional build-up and immersive atmospheric soundscapes
Scattered breath – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🙏 Gospel version
Ethereal Gospel, contemplative spiritual vocals, gentle piano, warm organ, ambient strings, deeply reflective, inspiring and uplifting.
Scattered breath – Gospel Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version
A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth
Scattered breath – 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 Dark Cinematic, Gospel 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/

The dark side of the new moon

The dark side of the new moon

6 February 2018

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Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

Wistful look

Relics of the past

Remind me

Of your face

Before descent in disgrace

From cross underground

 

Gone too soon

Stars moon and the hook

In one glance

Chasing key

Eyes tightly shut for the dance

Narrow fields witness

 

Shapeless space

Forming my fingers

Across you

As we sway

Relentlessly we twirl on

The dark side of the new moon

 

Reading of the poem: 

Can’t take my eyes off you – Muse

Neutron Star Collision (Love is Forever) – Muse

I belong to You – Muse

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHs5sYN7Ovg

In punctuation

In punctuation

31 August 2017

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Erasure

Obliteration

Inside me

Doves fly free

Outside borders now shaken

Through vows we’ve taken

 

You fly high

Your shape dark tattoo

Etheric

Composure

Minutes before disclosure

Tale of who is who

 

Vibration

Energy coursing

Through my skin

Subdued din

Voices hoarse together sing

Branding face with wing

 

We summed them

In punctuation

Dots in cross

Cross in dash

Marble now crumbling to ash

Fragments of unseen

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Every day I have the Blues – Blues Dealers

Night Time is the right Time – Blues Dealers

You don’t Love me – Blues Dealers

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TjUlMeP6Ph0

Open doors

Open doors

13 April 2017

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Sniffing free

Immortality

Whistling through

Winds so true

The doors knocking to the beat

Of the prancing feet

 

Breathing hard

Looking past the shard

On the cheek

Of the meek

Death transcendence April tool

Journey of the fool

 

Open doors

Nightingales cross floors

Bending cores

Welding shores

The shaking limbs keep me scores

Of the records’ stores

 

Reading of the poem: 

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The Song of the Stones – Trobar de Morte

Natural Dance – Trobar de Morte

The Pagan Way – Trobar de Morte

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EzEPhThZmV8

Chef d’orchestre à lutrins âme église qui médite / Conductor with lecterns soul church that meditates

Chef d’orchestre à lutrins âme église qui médite

(poème écrit sous forme de sonnet Petrarch en Alexandrin traduit en anglais ci-bas ou ici)

6 septembre 2016

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Les douleurs effacées en séries de hoquets

Vivre comme lampe qui suinte un passé langoureux

Fracture du temps éreinte mon élan amoureux

De ces temps trépassés j’ai formé des bouquets

 

Souvenirs déplacés comme images en loquets

De mémoire sont la feinte en mon corps douloureux

De vieux sentiers empreinte porte les tiers valeureux

En pointe de croix lassés habitants des troquets

 

Ressource en moi entrain résurrection dédite

Des plaies qui s’amoncellent illusion de travers

J’élèverais les quatrains à des places inédites

 

Moitiés d’Alexandrins ma version érudite

Musique de violoncelle pour un cœur en deux vers

Chef d’orchestre à lutrins âme église qui médite

 

Lecture du sonnet: 

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Conductor with lecterns soul church that meditates

(Poem written as an Italian Petrarch sonnet in Alexandrin form. See original above or here)

September 6, 2016

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The pain that is erased in series of hiccups

To live like lamp oozing of a languorous past

The Time fracture that tires my loving momentum

Of these forgotten Times I created bouquets

 

The memories misplaced images in latches

Are the memory’s sham in my aching body

From old trails the imprint bears the thirds valorous

In advanced cross weary residents of cafés

 

Resource in me the flame resurrection denied

From sores that are piling a deformed illusion

I would raise the quatrains to newly found places

 

Halves of Alexandrines my scholarly version

The music of cellos for heart in two verses

Conductor with lecterns soul church that meditates

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Stonemilker – Björk

Lionsong – Björk

Unravel – Björk

 

As He leads me Home

As He leads me Home

25 April 2016

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Slippery steep slope

The past a sleek marble wall

For the lost to grope

 

Holding on to threads

Silken, embedded in cracks

No basis for fate

 

The future’s presents

Unseen by the blind of heart

Pennies on their eyes

 

See them walking dead

Their bosoms laden with stones

Of their precious kind

 

Garland of flowers

Withering from stressful times

Each their own cross borne

 

I dwell in the now

My feet open source of surge

Thunderbolt for skies

 

Electricity

Coursing through my seething hands

His message of love

 

Infinity calls

Within my chest the answer

As He leads me Home

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Crisis of Faith – Audiomachine

Path to Freedom – Audiomachine

Home Again – Audiomachine

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqB0lLUEPHM

Scattered breath

Scattered breath

12 February 2016

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Does it speak

Of broken morrows

The stilled mind

Chilling Heart

Polar experiences

Lurking in the dark

 

I gather

Twigs and worn pages

All fire warmth

Chimneys smoke

Fading thoughts that I invoke

A life pressed in blue

 

I blow hard

Rekindling ashes

Under the grey

Red simmers

Volcanic eruptions bleed

What once could have been

 

There is dust

On my fingertips

Raging winds

That mouth quips

Lift but the blinding spent sands

Leaving million more

 

I shake snow

In glass of seconds

White my slate

Empty store

There is nothing in slain grains

No yeast to raise bread

 

Dancing queen

Shimmers with the shake

As I rake

Garden leaves

With lost stories my chest heaves

Untold for undead

 

Scattered breath

Gathers me within

Chest heaving

Soul cleaving

Remnants of threads strewn across

Rosary and cross

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Song to the Moon – Antonín Dvořák

Dvorak – Humoresque

Dvorak – Romance for piano and violin, Op.11

Dvorak – Sinfonia dal Nuovo mondo – Allegro con fuoco

Dvorak: String Quartet No. 12 in F major, “American” – II. Lento

Antonín Dvořák – New World Symphony Op. 95 – Largo

Hidden treasures – Antonín Dvořák – Serenade for strings in E major (1876) – II. Tempo di valse

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6IyunGfAmeY

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

13 November 2015

Flaming doves

.

Looking back, rubble and ash faded

Walking in sun the herd more than one force transmission

.

Pulsing through the night, destiny’s skies

I guide, we sow the seeds of change in fall’s universe

.

Oracle survives change, knows sees dreams

Mother protects visions, my mind frees, the blind alone

.

Carry me through burning sun jaded

You made my faith, mother, love forever my mission

.

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Take away darkness end submission

End suffering, brace me healing light now pervaded

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Time’s pearls, wasted stars, I will atone

Lonely show me, beyond space, might and light I sew seams

.

Cross Heart with angels, design reverse

Hear timeline redefine souls come home theory lies

.

The Flaming Doves on my face draw Light

Loud I speak: the greater the Dawn, the starker the Night

.

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Les Friction – Louder Than Words

Les Friction – What You Need

Les Friction – Who Will Save You Now (2012)

Les Friction – Here Comes The Reign

Les Friction – World On Fire

Les Friction – String Theory

Les Friction – Come Back to Me