Infinity's Time – Noir Blues, Cinematic, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 24 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
A dreamtime journey through memory, spacetime and transformation while preserving one’s moral values/ethics. Between lost sailors, shifting worlds and infinite patterns, the poem explores the possibility that consciousness is not merely an observer of reality, but an active participant in its unfolding.
Blue waters Encircling the port Carry weight Of stories Lost sailors buried under Pirates that plunder
[Verse] Blue waters encircling the port Carry weight of stories restored The lost sailors buried under dark wrecks of pirates that plunder
[Verse] They wage wars the heavens deny Our wage peace in hearts that comply Our daily toil rewarded Light kindred, twenty-three hundred
[Verse] The clock marks the eleventh hour joining pulsations of power Mutations process with the quakes Infinity code, the skin breaks
[Verse] In dark playgrounds where we rewind ghostly tales seek my spinning mind Winged creatures birth from my bosom Birds becoming whales, blue, fulsome
[Chorus] Gathered crowd, crisscross of patterns Eight rivers stretching, raised lanterns crossing at the peak of low Tides Infinity’s Time slow divides
[Verse] Shards of memory retrieving pieces retreating, bereaving Hammered Truth in minds agonised In frames hung on nails weaponised
[Verse] We design Spacetime’s cavities Weak promise, forget parities Strong keep promises never made will in the intent never swayed
[Verse] We find ease in lives lived unbent The regret a shadow half spent The meek speak while the proud bellow To each kind of speech own fellow
[Chorus] Gathered crowd, crisscross of patterns Eight rivers stretching, raised lanterns crossing at the peak of low Tides Infinity’s Time slow divides
## 🎧 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 Infinity’s Time – Noir Blues 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 Infinity’s Time – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth Infinity’s Time – 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, Cinematic and Trip-Hop influences.
Rebirth out of lies – Cinematic, Folk, Indie Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 2 June 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
Set in the twilight between what was and what is becoming, this poem traces a journey of inner transformation. Wings heal, hidden codes unravel, and the self is reforged through struggle and revelation. Guided by an inner voice that chooses creation over conflict, it celebrates the quiet alchemy that turns hardship into beauty and gives rise to a new way of seeing the world.
They beat fast The heart’s pulsations At the throat Like a bird When the clipped wings have grown back First flight to freedom
[Verse] They beat fast the heart’s pulsations at the throat, like bird’s convulsions When clipped wings have lastly grown back first flight to freedom from closed track
[Verse] Twenty-three pairs now unfolding coils floating, twisting and turning The changes, they don’t come easy forging another one leesy
[Chorus] Within the twilight unfolding Like a novel of Sir Golding The true heart sees all that begins Rebirth out of lies, wager wins
[Verse] Decoded secrets of my spine Time for peace not war I opine cast skirmishes as I retreat Talk wonders in the surging heat
[Verse] I am sword forged in cool iron Liquefied Blue matter to turn weapon through my cutting edges beaten white upon life’s ridges
[Verse] Create word says my inner voice The poet composes all joys From gutter makes bed of roses content that beauty imposes
[Chorus] Within the twilight unfolding Like a novel of Sir Golding The true heart sees all that begins Rebirth out of lies, wager wins
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. Rebirth out of lies – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌾 Folk version A folk interpretation of the song, focusing on acoustic textures and a more intimate, stripped-down sound that highlights the lyrical and emotional core. Rebirth out of lies – Folk 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. Rebirth out of lies – Indie 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, Folk and Indie influences.
Prayers of the days, struggle of illusions 19 February 2025
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Translation of a poem in Arabic that I wrote on 15 May 2011 and that I had never translated before. I am providing below the English translation the original poem with a small correction. There are probably other small grammatical errors that I would not have noticed.The previous poem was published here دعاء الأيام، كفاح ألأوهام | Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog - Isis Tratum
If only I were a scream to flirt with your lips as I rise from them springing free, forgetting silence
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If only I were a rock to roll between your hands as I oppose your ways against happiness resilient, bound, committed to stillness
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If only I were a chick to hide between your wings as I look out from them satisfied and calm, yours until I die
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If only I were pride to support the pulse between your ribs as I help you store the air a loyal owner, extracting sorrows
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Today, from your rib I am renewed, a sorceress, Eve and from my rib, none can remove you neither past grudges nor annihilation
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I am the scream of the steadfast rock so forget, Sisyphus, that I should roll I am the pride of the chick for its mother my days' tears flowed like rivers
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I am every mother who called in the dark the stones were shattered by my screams I am what escaped the death of dreams the wells filled with the blood of my veins
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Look to the oncoming spring for it bears the seed of my flowers Put on the garment of the regretful autumn for it is too late to oppress me
دعاء الأيام، كفاح الأوهام 2011-05-15
ليتني صرخة كي أغازل شفتيك و أنا أرتفع منهما منطلقة حرَة ناسية السُكوت
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ليتني صخرة كي أتكركب بين يديك و أنا أعارض طرقك ضدَ الهناء صامدة مقيَدة ملتزمة بالسُكون
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ليتني فرخ كي أتخبَأ بين جناحيك و أنا أطلُ منها راضية هادئة، لك إلى أن أموت
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ليتني فخر أساند النَبض بين ضلعيك وأنا أساعدك على تخزين الهواء مالكة وافية منتزعة للشجون
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أنا اليوم من ضلعك تجدَدت ساحرة حوَاء و من ضلعي ما أمكن نزعك لا الحقد الماضي و لا الفناء
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أنا صرخة الصخرة الصَامدة فإنس يا سيزيف أن أستدار أنا فخر الفرخ للأم الوالدة سال دمع أيامي سيل الأنهار
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أنا كل أم نادت في الظلام تحطمت بصرختي الأحجار أنا ما نجى من موت الأحلام إمتلأت بدم عروقي الآبار
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أنظر إلى الربيع القادم فهو يحمل زرع زهري إرتد ثوب الخريف النادم فقد فات الأوان عن قهري
Reading of the translation in English of the original Arabic poem:
Reading of the original Arabic poem (most likely with some grammar mistakes)
Female wisdom slows down the fight 27 October 2024
They hoarded from river to sea homes not for them so tirelessly as broken throngs just had to flee usurped lands cannot be taken
As they looked for love and respect the tides turned on debased regret although they were told not to fret their losing path carved itself dark
Trump to trump with a winning card wrong male policies to discard intruders are leveled down hard female wisdom slows down the fight
Written in the context of Ronovan writes Ovi Poetry challenge using the word “respect” as the inspiration. For more poems and rules, follow this link :
The drum rolls preceded the fight sound of thunder within the night fireworks infusing the dark light ignition of dome that caves in
Two allies join in Middle Earth ravaging lands unto the firth seeking to establish new hearth perhaps but violence is heard
Kill for kill is set on repeat Some wage wars in pregnant deceit neither faction accepts defeat eye for eye and we all are blind
Alliances lead to new norms society acquires other forms new stances of people in swarms freedom pierces through the black veils
Reading of the poem:
Written in the context of Ronovan Writes Ovi poetry challenge using the word “defeat” as inspiration. For information on the rules and to read more poems please visit this link
Azam Ali & Loga Ramin Torkian- BARAYE ft. Hamed Nikpay, Mamak Khadem, Arash Avin, Mahsa Ghassemi
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