The silence  – Noir Blues, Dark Folk, Dark Jazz, Noir Trip-Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)

The silence  – Noir Blues, Dark Folk, Dark Jazz, Noir Trip-Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)
23 May 2026
woman sitting in a chair surrounded by a fog representing the silence engulfing her, isolating her from everything else
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 oppressive weight of silence in the aftermath of emotional rupture and forced loneliness. Through dark and immersive imagery, it explores how silence may gradually become predatory, distorting thoughts, magnifying despair and hollowing the self from within. Beneath its darker atmosphere and beyond its deeply personal undertones, the poem also stands as a meditation on the psychological dangers of isolation and the importance of resisting silence before it transforms grief into self-destruction.

The silence
It charges the mind
Loaded gun
Roulette spun
Inventing reasons to see
Beyond eye’s sight space

Read the full original poem here:
https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2016/03/23/the-silence/

## ✍️ ADAPTED LYRICS

[Verse]
The silence, it charges the mind
inventing reasons to see pined,
beyond eye’s sight space loaded gun,
A careless flicker, roulette spun

[Verse]
The silence like a stubborn child
as I compress it, goes so wild
It wriggles hard fighting me back
refusing to cut me some slack

[Verse]
The silence, it leaks from the roof
into bed and breakfast, “bonne bouffe”
Routine of a once buzzing life
filling emptiness of me strife

[Chorus]
The silence I embrace its fog
As I tick seconds to its log
It cajoles mind and caresses
within past me weaves frame, dresses

[Verse]
The silence, it pervades matter
Engulfs me like dark cloak’s splatter
Erasing the words that we spoke
in between phrases that ribs poke

[Verse]
The silence, it gnaws like a doubt
carves my time loops so I can’t shout
Its grey teeth firm, its jaws tight set
its onslaught rising at sunset

[Verse]
The silence looming like a cloud
In icy understanding loud
of oncoming death, it hovers
Free spaces of me, all covers

[Chorus]
The silence I embrace its fog
As I tick seconds to its log
It cajoles mind and caresses
within past me weaves frame, dresses

## 🎧 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
The silence – 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.
The silence – 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
The silence – 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
The silence –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, Dark Jazz, Noir Trip-Hop influences.

## 🔗 OTHER LINKS – EXPLORE MORE

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https://geethabalvannanathan.com/2026/05/19/memory-lane-ai-song-blues-cinematic-dark-folk-pop-ballad-trip-hop-versions-suno-ai-my-lyrics-my-voice/

Winter lights

Winter lights

9 December 2018

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Courtesy women-artists-society.org.uk

 

When ghosts of yesterday

Play in the winter lights

Strewn across pavements

And the tired ferry

Bleeds across the winter skies

The winter fog clogs everything

Memories and hopes alike

Vanishing in thin air

Rising with the fog

Disappearing in the grey skies

A wisp of air in between two clouds

 

There is a patch of blue

Playing within my mind’s eye

Irresolute and hazy

 

There is a patch of blue

Playing within the clouds

Waiting to grow

 

Those seeds of blue

Washed from within the grey

With tokens of my Trust

Hang from within

Recesses of my mind

Where Hope and light meet

In a corner that was dark

That is now fed bright

By what lies within

Winter lights

 

Reading of the poem:

Hands be still – Olafur Arnalds

 

Death converts to life

Death converts to life

8 September 2018

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Courtesy deviantart.com

 

Highways will lead North

Where fog and sea surrender

Intimate lacing

 

Wish upon my bones

Call to the elders that know

Stories of caskets

 

Moonbeams grow shadows

Within heart of the meadows

Fairies live prancing

 

Hold my gaze to skies

Illuminate my bosom

Rose insulates me

 

Lightning bears a door

In between threads and the bolt

A crack reveals light

 

Invert destinies

Redress stories of duress

Death converts to life

 

Reading of the poem: 

Don’t let me down ft Daya – The Chainsmokers

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Io0fBr1XBUA

The days of the bloom

The days of the bloom

26 September 2016

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We designed them slow

Mountains in descent of glow

Pinnacles of grief

 

Steps a downward slip

Grasping understanding lip

Speech an upward myth

 

Falling into clouds

From skies heavenly blue shrouds

The fog revealing

 

Counting the mistakes

Piles of hollow riddled stakes

The game show of minds

 

Never mind she said

We’ll play moving pawns instead

On board black lilies

 

The days of the bloom

Your eyes white pearls gave them room

From cheek to the Heart

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Courtesy pinterest.com

Per le porte del tormento (Handel) Ann Hallenberg & Monica Piccinini

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPSG_G1-FGo

The silence

The silence

23 March 2016

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Courtesy vebidoo.de

 

The silence

It charges the mind

Loaded gun

Roulette spun

Inventing reasons to see

Beyond eye’s sight space

 

The silence

Like a stubborn child

It wriggles

Fighting back

Refusing to cut me slack

As I compress it

 

The silence

Looming like a cloud

It hovers

All covers

In icy understanding

Of oncoming death

 

The silence

It leaks from the roof

Into bed

And breakfast

Routine of a buzzing life

Filling emptiness

 

The silence

It pervades matter

Engulfs me

Like dark cloak

Erasing the words we spoke

In between phrases

 

The silence

It gnaws like a doubt

Its teeth firm

Its jaws set

Onslaught rising at sunset

It carves my time loops

 

The silence

I embrace its fog

It cajoles

Caresses

Within past weave frame dresses

As I tick seconds

 

Reading of the poem: 

silence jouyanna ch
Courtesy jouyanna.ch

Silence – Vargo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kEQ9yB4PHUQ

Particles to keep

Particles to keep

21-22 February 2016

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Courtesy Tomasz Alen Kopera on meta-lands.com

The fog clung to him

Like a parasite on beast

That shuddered anew

Confusion reigned in bosom

Replicating dormant fears

 

The moon high in sky

Glistened on frozen landscapes

Colour of silver

Within my heart the stillness

Shone with steely glint’s tremors

 

The clouds soft whispered

To pregnant skies that would weep

Particles to keep

Like uncertain skies I shed

Secrets of life that we dread

 

Reading of the poem: 

Tomasz Alen Copera creativelife cz
Courtesy Tomasz Alen Kopera on creativelife.cz

 

Too much Heaven – Bee Gees

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

A mist to conceal

A mist to conceal

2 January 2016

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Courtesy thornevald on deviantart.com

 

A mist to conceal

Winter’s fog could lead astray

Though the sun glitters

There are roads from you to me

Splintered shuddering prayers

 

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Courtesy slimdandy on deviantart.com

 

A mist to conceal

Gathered around clouds that cry

Below winter sky

Heart stayed thus aware aloof

While mind shredded the waters

 

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Courtesy astronomia-iniciacion.com

 

A mist to conceal

Shuttered veil for eye of God

Whispering cosmos

Soul reached higher touched the eye

Doubt dissolves from shining Core

 

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Courtesy news.sponli.com

The Moon And The Nightspirit – The Secret Path

 

 

Life sprouts from passing

Life sprouts from passing

29 December 2015

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Courtesy hdwyn

 

Wading its way up

Into winter horizons

The sun reeked of change

 

Shadow of moon wept

Translucent mark in the skies

Ghost of yesterday

 

Your heart slow stammered

Strong were the upcoming tides

That would wash ashore

 

Rejoice for this pause

The calm before the storm’s dark

Winter will see through

 

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Courtesy Marko Cvrkovic on photoshopcreative.co.uk

 

Spring will speak of peace

In the whispers of the leaves

Growing on brown stems

 

Blue flowers will bloom

Upon the reddened meadows

Contrast of colours

 

Hearts will know of green

Beating under lush crimson

Metamorphosis

 

In between faces

Recognition but a sign

Renewal of Times

 

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Courtesy neatorama.com

 

Summer will breathe bliss

Lazy hays that stretch outwards

Into new spaces

 

In between the cracks

Rivers of yesteryears’ gloom

Surfacing bubbles

 

The day will break night

Glorious winged serenity

Guardian of the realms

 

Bubbles will burst breath

Rancid spots on sheet of white

Agonising past

 

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Courtesy flickr com

 

Autumns will bear sheaths

For all daggers of seasons

Stilling mildewed breath

 

The fog and the wind

United in scattering

Closing paths of fear

 

The wheat rolled in piles

A bounty for two morrows

Constructing solace

 

We will knead them bread

From the death of the treasons

Life sprouts from passing

 

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Courtesy tes.com

 

 

The Calm Before The Storm – Arcana

Wings of Gabriel – Arcana

Serenity – Arcana

For my Love – Arcana

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgGDdJH5FYQ

Jerusalem’s lost Ark wind

Jerusalem’s lost Ark wind

16 November 2015

Stairway weary for pitcher Thomasz Alen Copera (2)
Courtesy Thomasz Alen Copera

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Swollen Polygon

My Heart shaped Geometry

On which side to draw

.

Numbers dance hidden

Chance law of art’s memory

Fear outcome curse fades

.

Loved ones’ blood flesh tears

Angry steel violence clinch

Evening rain, fragile fall

.

Women dancing star

Wash sadness from soldiers’ eyes

Stone faces missing

.

Invisible ones

Scream loud, torture unsaid sing

Own freedom bitter

.

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Courtesy noize on deviantart.com

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Dead dance supports graves

Mother dancing wages joy

Foreign laugh anguish

.

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Courtesy yamdallah.blogspot.com

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Humble Pi curve Arc

Kingdoms cover in bell shape

Secluded valleys

.

Protect victories

King’s vanity broken works

Lost ancient city

.

Build Ocean’s Rainbows

Jerusalem’s lost Ark wind

April’s histories

.

Moon ruins footstep

Dried ambition dust prison

Desert life over

.

Stop man’s Dominions

Love fall’s million stars

Distant planet’s fog

.

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Courtesy yangtianli on deviantart.com

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Shape of my Heart – Sting

Fragile – Sting

They Dance Alone – Sting

Lost without You – Sting

Tune short waves the composite and plain

Tune short waves the composite and plain

14-15 November 2015

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Courtesy Lyalya Moldavskaya on kismetgirls.com

Come pose me life’s fires, rhythm me soul

Square my chords amidst sixteen circles of eight gipsies

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Let purple music be my sunrays

As fog protects the crops be the snow that covers green

.

In structure of sunflowers’ meadows

Make me within their darkest seeds intermittent light

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Scorch me, piece me fractal, grow me whole

Stroboscopic blue meets the red when skies kiss poppies

.

Stack me in cabins, save me arrays

Bounty for one and for all let your waves be my spleen

.

Scatter me four points cardinal knows

Blend, rise my Arabic and Indian roots into might

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Courtesy svenko.net

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Tune short waves the composite and plain

Purple, blue, green, red axis twine and twirl to tropics

.

Searching the skies discover pipelines

Where angels crossing Hearts mirror horizons that glow

.

Three walk away by one in the west

Their curves and their sways shoot into one growing mission

.

End fake unions may they not complain

As above angels so below only Love mimics

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Shine now through me the one that defines

Under skies of the North the only Love that will flow

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Three walk by one into sparrows’ nest

Sub dues of the mighty, the unholy transmission

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Courtesy barynya.com

Bond – Fuego

Bond – Korobushka

Bond – Explosive

Bond – Shine