One of my writing.
Was making AI music out of that writing and here is the link, I hope you enjoy music also
https://www.makesong.com/music/d93fff07-56d5-401a-86bc-556442bb6a30
getting lost in a whisper
and in time’s quiet,
passing sway
Life has become
a misty gloom
in my eyes
still
I struggle desperately
forward
in the winds of life
hearing the bitter
words on people’s lips
Where is the truth
because
the warm sun
I sought
has long since
faded to cold
Now I wonder
if I am
still one of us
who dares
to stand behind their actions
or am I one of them
who turns the knife in the wound
and oppresses the weak
fearing their own
life’s monsters
or perhaps
I am not, after all
maybe I am just
one of you
trying to stand without support
in the winds
and storms of time
but then, when
the rushing ends,
is that
the end of life
But before that,
I want to believe
in something better
and something good
I want to rise into the wind
and glide along
the rippling wave of the water
until the sun sets
and night arrives
then I merge into the shadows
and finally fall asleep
where maybe my life is
just superficial,
a flickering flash of light.
Is it so?
Perhaps not, after all.
Now I sit alone in darkness,
turning my gaze toward the dawn
to listen to the whispers of the stars
I look toward the reddish dawn,
as the darkness turns to light before my eyes
I am momentarily
blinded by the light,
as if reborn
I breathe into the wind
and push away
dark, heavy clouds
from above my head
We plunge from behind the shadows,
out of darkness toward a new day,
to drown in the light
blinded by the brightness.
When at last we see
in the light,
darkness descends
around us.
We are shrouded in shadows,
in the flickering lights of the night
that unravel my consciousness,
and finally
I fall into sleep
listening to the sky’s
darkening static.
Poetry by Janne A Ryynänen
Written on 2026-07-25 at 19:43
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Was making AI music out of that writing and here is the link, I hope you enjoy music also
https://www.makesong.com/music/d93fff07-56d5-401a-86bc-556442bb6a30
Darkening Static
I disappear,getting lost in a whisper
and in time’s quiet,
passing sway
Life has become
a misty gloom
in my eyes
still
I struggle desperately
forward
in the winds of life
hearing the bitter
words on people’s lips
Where is the truth
because
the warm sun
I sought
has long since
faded to cold
Now I wonder
if I am
still one of us
who dares
to stand behind their actions
or am I one of them
who turns the knife in the wound
and oppresses the weak
fearing their own
life’s monsters
or perhaps
I am not, after all
maybe I am just
one of you
trying to stand without support
in the winds
and storms of time
but then, when
the rushing ends,
is that
the end of life
But before that,
I want to believe
in something better
and something good
I want to rise into the wind
and glide along
the rippling wave of the water
until the sun sets
and night arrives
then I merge into the shadows
and finally fall asleep
where maybe my life is
just superficial,
a flickering flash of light.
Is it so?
Perhaps not, after all.
Now I sit alone in darkness,
turning my gaze toward the dawn
to listen to the whispers of the stars
I look toward the reddish dawn,
as the darkness turns to light before my eyes
I am momentarily
blinded by the light,
as if reborn
I breathe into the wind
and push away
dark, heavy clouds
from above my head
We plunge from behind the shadows,
out of darkness toward a new day,
to drown in the light
blinded by the brightness.
When at last we see
in the light,
darkness descends
around us.
We are shrouded in shadows,
in the flickering lights of the night
that unravel my consciousness,
and finally
I fall into sleep
listening to the sky’s
darkening static.
Poetry by Janne A Ryynänen
Written on 2026-07-25 at 19:43
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