Heart given completely- Cinematic, Indie, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 20 September 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
In Heart given completely yonder story untold, an ordinary walk slips quietly beyond the boundaries of time, where the Norns stitch ancient paths and steaming waters bloom into lilies. Myth rises through their whiteness as Lilith gives way to Gods, and a heart surrendered completely crosses the floating bridges between worlds. As waters rise and old notions of sin dissolve, what begins within the familiar becomes a journey towards a place where judgement itself has been washed away.
[Verse] In circles concentric on blue shores that unwind The mindset eccentric sees where normal is blind Green grass for the meadows sun-fed light for the trees Black tears for the widows that in the bleak night freeze
[Chorus] The breath that defeats me lies within chests of cold The angels above call loud for a hand to hold The floating bridges relay a message so bold Heart given completely yonder story untold
[Verse] In the cold of the dark sad women stitch a path where the walk in the park ends in waters of Bath A pool glowing brighter than wings of the fairies where lilies grow whiter than snow in the prairies
[Chorus] The breath that defeats me lies within chests of cold The angels above call loud for a hand to hold The floating bridges relay a message so bold Heart given completely yonder story untold
[Verse] From the waters that split we will see the Gods rise save the throne where I sit entranced by the sunrise Forgotten all my sins as water seeps into sands Lurches from blue oceans swallowing all the lands
[Chorus] The breath that defeats me lies within chests of cold The angels above call loud for a hand to hold The floating bridges relay a message so bold Heart given completely yonder story untold
## 🎧 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 Heart given completely – 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 Heart given completely – 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 Heart given completely – 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.
With spirit I walk unscathed – Cinematic, Indie Folk, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice)7 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
Amid the crackle of falling leaves, scorching skies and gathering rain, nature becomes both witness and guide. This song explores the journey from inner unrest to renewed alignment, where stillness reveals forgotten wisdom and the spirit remembers its path as it walks forward renewed.
Falling leaves crackle Their voices echo of plight As they hit the ground Resounding thud in my mind Speaks of reaching new levels
[Verse] The falling leaves crackle so slight Their voices echo of my plight As they hit the ground to remind of resounding thud in my mind The shrieking sound of decibels speaks of now reaching new levels
[Chorus] Drops of water call frame that hangs Sweet thunder in the making clangs The Earth speaks loud, clear, to my need says listen to the voice; I heed In looming raindrops sheen I bathed for with spirit, I walk unscathed
[Verse] Melting summer heat’s corrosion Sets free air in the horizon where earthly ground meets bluest skies where the outcome all rules defies As the push furthers the pull, whole lower stance breeds a higher soul
[Verse] Scorching sun beams down on prairies where the mind is lost on fairies With scarce summer breeze now hissing Soundless voices speak low wissing Mind in stillness hears better clue old vows in contract now renew
[Chorus] Drops of water call frame that hangs Sweet thunder in the making clangs The Earth speaks loud, clear, to my need says listen to the voice; I heed In looming raindrops sheen I bathed for with spirit I walk unscathed
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. With spirit I walk unscathed – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌾 Indie Folk version An Indie Folk interpretation of the song, focusing on acoustic textures and a more intimate sound that highlights the lyrical and emotional core. With spirit I walk unscathed – Indie Folk Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth With spirit I walk unscathed –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 Folk and Trip-Hop influences.
Uprooted – Cinematic, Indie, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 5 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
Days turn into years as we gather treasures, lineage and dreams of tomorrow. Yet what we cling to can become the roots that bind us. A reflection on the cycles of attachment, loss and the strange freedom found when life's fires force us to let go.
Cycles start Within the days count Sundays end In Mondays Twirling through Fridays tolling To days of the King
[Verse] Cycles start within the days count Sundays end in Mondays, surmount Twirling through the Fridays tolling to the gilded days of the King
[Verse] Hidden coins, Treasure my crowning Golden steel shines at heel drowning in water that is ankle deep from the weaknesses that we keep
[Verse] Fruit of loins, baskets plentiful Chosen few features beautiful Morrows promises, green in hue ripened by the sun and the dew
[Chorus] We juggle solitary spoils Uprooted from the burning coils When the fires invade the trees the sudden burning of roots frees
[Verse] They depart like the rolling stones and carve pathways in waters’ tones Downhill slide, they are left to glide gasping fast, unbridled their ride
[Verse] Ebb and flow of Love, like the tide sporadic in touch, side by side Wandering slow, face reaching back when the storms turn the skies pitch black
[Chorus] We juggle solitary spoils Uprooted from the burning coils When the fires invade the trees the sudden burning of roots frees
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. Uprooted – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌿 Indie version An indie interpretation with a softer, reflective tone, incorporating plaintive cello and violin sounds for a distinctive indie sound. Uprooted – Indie Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth Uprooted –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.
Chirping birds – AI Song (Blues, Cinematic, Indie Versions) | Suno AI (my lyrics, my voice) 12 May 2026
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## 🧠 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 how maturity and the passage of time alter our perception of life, causing material concerns and former ambitions to lose some of their importance. It also explores how past mistakes and regrets may continue to haunt us through memory and reflection, as the mind revisits what could have been done differently or avoided altogether. Through imagery drawn from nature, and birds in particular, the poem ultimately suggests that stepping beyond the confines of the self allows us to perceive a greater continuity and perspective, offering consolation, release and a quieter sense of freedom.
When time comes Back to the basics The soul flocks Remembrance A tale of the pale gridlocks That restricted Heart
[Verse] Back to the basics the soul flocks Remembrance tale of pale gridlocks that restricted Heart from heaving When time comes all we’ll be leaving
[Verse] Like paper toys blown from huffing what once was dissolved in nothing Mere shadow of its former might With the distance comes stronger sight
[Verse] Play on geometry, dioptrics The wavering age sets optics Focal point for blind synoptic The youth but stubborn myopic
[Chorus] Hark now hear through their constant cries Chirping birds remind us in rise of the deep roots that bore the tree Taller than lifetimes we are free
[Verse] Coarse regret now a grinning clown Lips stretched pink as the heart goes down wandering with dark centipedes No appeal to mind that impedes
[Verse] Soothing air in lungs, wane threads stir clouds that sink knots, in tips of fir coursing through my chest as it sighs nestling head as it battles skies
[Chorus] Hark now hear through their constant cries Chirping birds remind us in rise of the deep roots that bore the tree Taller than lifetimes we are free
## 🎧 AI SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎸 Blues version A blues interpretation emphasising raw emotion and expressive character. Chirping birds – AI Blues Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno AI)
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. Chirping birds – 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. Chirping birds – 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 coloured with tango music.
I walk with you (AI Music song using my voice and lyrics) 4 February 2026
I talk to you Through the summer sky I talk to you When the clouds all cry I talk to you In the powdery snow I talk to you In the sun’s halo
And when all the seasons are changing Only my love is spent rearranging All the words that we’d been exchanging From our hearts that are never changing
I walk with you Through the rustling trees I walk with you Never on my knees I walk with you You’re the only one I see I walk with you There’s none else for me
And when all the seasons are changing Only my love is spent rearranging All the words that we’d been exchanging From our hearts that are never changing
I talk to you Through the summer sky I talk to you When the clouds all cry
I walk with you Through the rustling trees I walk with you Never on my knees
And when all the seasons are changing Only my love is spent rearranging All the words that we’d been exchanging From our hearts that are never changing
“I walk with you” AI Music song on youtube using my lyrics and my voice /Indie
“I walk with you” AI Music song on youtube using my lyrics and my voice /Gospel
It had been a while that she had started building the Merkaba. This was not an easy task as the weaving of the energies had to be done on a regular basis and based on a specific pattern. She wondered how it was that the Elders had succeeded in passing on this information to her during her sleep but every morning when she woke up she had a precise plan in her head for which points remained to be woven. On and on her nimble fingers wove into the air the patterns using the energy from the skies and from the trees outside her window.
Sometimes, it was also in the evenings that she resumed the weaving although it was best done at dawn and concluded with the rising sun. Day after day, she tirelessly wove the energies that emanated from her kinetic dance using both her hands in specific mudras as well as her intent focused on specific areas in space. The merkaba was to be a sphere-like construct that would be big enough to hold her whole body within it. It started from a point around the top of her head, near her crown chakra and expanded several metres above and away on each side of her body before finishing at her feet. Here too, the Merkaba had a distance of several metres before the small conic shape of its extremity ended with a cord-like construct within the soles of her feet.
Once the Merkaba was almost fully woven, she sealed the outer parts, leaving only a few slits in the front side to allow for entering or exiting the energetic vehicle without friction. The first time she had tried the vehicle on a test ride, it was an exhilirating experience, much akin to that of going on a roller coaster ride, except that one did it with the astral body including particles of the body and not the full body. She remembered the thrill of that joy ride for several weeks after the experience was over and for days after the ride her body had still felt out of balance as she struggled to keep her astral body in check.
A couple of days after she had finished weaving the Merkaba, her light body had been fully activated. This was achieved by input of a large part of her higher self that entered through her eyes into her body and activated the dormant genes within her to allow for release of the particles that would accompany the astral body within the Merkaba. The gene activation was necessary so as to allow for the mutation of the DNA that would allow her body to release some of her particles and then reintegrate them without destroying them later on
The Elders informed her that this process was necessary for her to be able to travel so far within the Merkaba and make it back to her body without mishaps as the particles would act as a genetic map reintegrating the shell that was destined to hold them, a process akin to genetic imprinting. They assured her that she would be safe and should be grateful for the chance bestowed upon her to accomplish this trip. She realised that it was indeed a beautiful gift from the Source to be granted the possibility of ascending while still alive.
Once the trip over, she maintained very few actual memories, however, of the Ascension trip and what she had found out behind the veil was now part of a hazy string of memories that resurfaced from time to time. She remembered the appeal of the remainder of her body when she had left it to travel within the Merkaba as it had remained on Earth scared, disoriented and incapable of taking care of itself properly. She remembered the beautiful blue beings that had surrounded her with tokens of love, compassion and empathy for humankind.
She wished she could repeat the experience again but the blueprint of the Merkaba was no longer given to her by the Ancient ones. It was as if this was a preliminary test that they had allowed and despite her various appeals to them they remained aloof and did not transfer this information to her unconscious mind anymore. She wondered whether she would have to seek the help of a hypnotist in order to retrieve the blueprint or at least some memories of that beautiful Ascension trip she had made but somehow something always stopped her from pursuing this for now.
Every full moon night, she would look up at the skies and sigh as the looming moon reminded her of what it was like to be in the skies among the planets. One day, she swore to herself, she would travel again within a new Merkaba she would build. She would perform her kinetic dances again appealing to the cosmic dancer to grant her once more the knowledge of the right steps so that she could build up the appropriate energy waves required for the weaving of the Merkaba. She knew that sometime in the near future the Elders would come back to her and reveal the pattern to her again as she had been feeling their presence of late. She smiled up at the moon that seemed to smile back at her.
The woods’ outline was cool and comforting against the blue skies in the scorching heat that she could feel rise to a peak level again. She moved swiftly towards it and gladly delved into the first cluster of roots and leaves that lay at the outskirts of the woods. Her skin feverishly welcomed the dew that fell off the leaves onto her arms. She stooped further as a heavy branch hid the way to the inside of the woods and crossing underneath it reached a small clearing.
The air was filled with the smell of moss growing all around under the trees. The smell of it felt like heaven to her after her time in the city. There was also a strong smell of burnt wood and she wondered where it came from. She ventured further into the woods following the smell of the burnt wood until she arrived to another clearing and found a tree that had been split into two, visibly struck by lightning, the two sides charred and fallen to the ground. The center of the tree was still fuming a bit and she could sense humming all around it.
She looked around and saw a swarm of bees all around the neighbouring trees. She wondered whether they had been in the tree before it had been burnt down. She was a little apprehensive on whether the bees would attack her as they seemed quite restless but they only circled around her and never dived upon her to sting her. The way they were hovering around, they seemed to be dancing and she found that quite odd. Suddenly they stopped their movement and after a few seconds they flew in group towards a spot at the end of the clearing.
She ran after the bees, eager to see what had drawn them there. In the distance she could see lights flickering. She wondered if there were people in the woods out here like her to escape the heat of the city. She hid behind one of the trees near the end of the clearing and watched intently as the lights drew closer. She realised that the lights were coming over a stretch of water that started at the end of the clearing. She looked further and found out that it was actually a large river. The lights came over the edge of the river and stopped on the river bank.
She came out of her hiding place behind the trees and stared curiously at the lights. There seemed to be nothing holding them up there, not even an insect. She reached out to the lights and could feel a tingling feeling at the tip of her fingers. The river bank softly gave way under her feet and she seemed to be sinking as she could no longer feel the earth underneath. At the same time, the lights seemed to move closer to her or perhaps she was moving closer to hem. She could feel their warmth as they engulfed her…
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