Showing posts with label #mind. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #mind. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 20, 2019
Friday, April 6, 2018
Goodnight, sleep tight
"Goodnight, sleep tight."
When you're tired at night, it's time to lay your body on the bed
It's time to go to sleep you have thoughts, swirling around your head
As your mind fades away you now fall, into a deep, deep sleep
You have dreams in your mind but you're not sure, what they really mean
Sometimes scary, a nightmare, they frighten you deep inside your soul
You are restless, start to sweat, heart pumping fast, you think you're in (Hell) Sheol
When you're sleeping at night, you're not aware of what's really going on
The world is moving around while your body lies in bed all alone
Not aware of your very own existence, not even knowing, you're lying on your bed
Your subconscious and your mind doesn't know, if you're alive or you are dead
Then the morning time arrives, you awake, your eyes open wide and you say
I now know that I'm alive, I can enjoy and I can live another day
Finally, the day is over, I go to bed and do it all again
However, will I wake up in the morning to enjoy, yes, to live another day
When I go to sleep at night, there may be no opportunity, to give, a big farewell wave
It may be the last time you close your eyes as, you're heading for the grave
Written by Chris Turner
January 30, 2017
January 30, 2017
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Saturday, January 16, 2016
Memories hidden in the back of my mind
Memories hidden in the back of my mind
(A poem about dementia & Alzheimer’s disease)
I’m sitting looking out the window thinking of days gone by
The times I looked up at the rainbow as it spanned across the sky
The family were young and full of life they played and worked till dawn
Enjoying the sun all day long until it was faded and gone
I would bake and sew and knit and cook re-using old clothes that were worn
I’ve loved my kids every day from the first day they were born
There was a flurry of activity around my home when the kids came home from school
Drinking milk with cookies and lots of snacks they would eat till they were full
They’re all grown up now playing with friends finding their way through life
One day the boys will meet a girl and take her as his wife
The girls they’re playing with their dolls along with their girly toys
Dressing themselves and brushing their hair with the hope to meet some boys
Life goes on and they’re married now they have a life of their own
It’s funny how they don’t look back to see that I’m all alone
The cookies the muffins the baking I did and the meals that we all shared
I’m getting older time’s slipping away I thought they would have cared
All these things are thoughts I have of the memories I could find
They were lurking in the back of my head before I lost my mind
I’m in a home now that’s for seniors you know, when you can’t remember when
My memory is fading really fast as I write this with my pen
My kids they thought it best for me to send me to this place
So they could live their life in peace not having to see my face
You see, no one knows these thoughts that I have they think that I’ve gone insane
They just don’t see my inner hurts they just don’t see my pain
As I’m staring at the walls for now people going to and fro’
No one comes to see me anymore it’s nearly time for me to go
Oh! Yes, the muffins the baking the meals we all shared those memories I make them last
The times we cuddled and loved each other are just things of the past
The children finally get the call to let them know I’ve gone
To my final home up in the sky at last I’m not alone.
Written by Chris Turner
October 16th, 2012
My dream, my dream, part of a devilish scheme
Last night Lord I had a dream as feeling part of a devilish scheme
I really don’t know Lord what to do as all I want is to worship you
I go to sleep Lord singing your song my unconscious soul it all goes wrong
As I lay and rest my mind it tries, I pray and sing as I close my eyes
Before I sleep all I think of is you but then I dream and it turns out untrue
Things happen in my dream I’d never think of I need you more Lord I need your love
I wake up now in the middle of the night I wake up Lord with more than fright
Please free my soul from the devil’s hold the dreams I have makes my heart feel cold
When I wake I sing the songs that I write to you don’t let me down Lord whatever you do
Free my mind from the pain and grief please free my soul, give me instant relief
I go to sleep with you on my mind but have awful dreams one of a kind
I don’t make them up they are always there free my mind show me that you care
In my dreams there’s emotional pain spiritually Lord am I going insane.
I’ve tried so hard not to have any doubt to try and figure what you’re all about
However, I need you to help when I have a dream to help me deal with this devilish scheme
I cannot tell anyone what my dream’s about, as it doesn’t come close to being devout
I’ve never dreamed of the type that I’ve had O’God in my heart it makes me feel sad
I want to fall on my knees for this dream and repent “cause I really know it was devil sent
Cleanse me Lord please be so kind let your Spirit cleanse, heart, soul and mind
My horrid dreams won’t go away I feel as though they’re here to stay
The chains in the distance dragging on the ground the worst noise that I’ve ever found
They were coming to get me to capture my soul but I notice in front of me a large manhole
As the chains got nearer they slid on the ground sliding down the hole with a crashing sound
I quickly put on the cover to seal the hole then someone sat on that cover that freed my soul
I’ll never forget this noise that I tell it was a sound from the devil straight out of hell
Thank you Lord for providing that hole in the ground for freeing my soul that seemed hell bound
Now, as my mind unconsciously starts again to dream keep me safe from that devilish scheme
Tonight Lord when I go to sleep I pray for a Heavenly dream and my soul to keep
Written by Chris Turner
December 18, 2013
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
"My dream, my dream, part of a devilish scheme" (Poem)
"My dream, my dream,
part of a devilish scheme"
Last night Lord I had
a dream as feeling part of devilish scheme
I really don’t know
Lord what to do as all I want is to worship you
I go to sleep Lord
singing your song my unconscious soul it all goes wrong
As I lay and rest and
my heart it tries, I pray and sing as I close my eyes
Before I sleep all I
think of is you but then I dream and it turns out untrue
Things happen in my
dream I’d never think of I need you more Lord I need your love
I wake up now in the
middle of the night I wake up Lord with more than fright
Please free my soul from
the devil’s hold the dreams I have makes my heart feel cold
When I wake I sing
the songs that I write to you don’t let me down Lord whatever you do
Free my mind from the
pain and grief please free my soul, give me instant relief
I go to sleep with
you on my mind but have awful dreams one of a kind
I don’t make them up
they are always there free my mind show me that you care
In my dreams there’s
emotional pain spiritually Lord am I going insane.
I’ve tried so hard
not to have any doubt to try and figure what you’re all about
However, I need you
to help when I have a dream to help me deal with this devilish scheme
I cannot tell anyone
what my dream’s about, as it doesn’t come close to being devout
I’ve never dreamed of
the type that I’ve had O’God in my heart it makes me feel sad
I want to fall on my
knees for this dream and repent “cause I really know it was devil sent
Cleanse me Lord
please be so kind let your Spirit cleanse, heart, soul and mind
My horrid dreams won’t
go away I feel as though they’re here to stay
The chains in the
distance dragging on the ground the worst noise that I’ve ever found
They were coming to
get me to capture my soul but I notice in front of me a large manhole
As the chains got
nearer they slid on the ground sliding down the hole with a crashing sound
I quickly put on the
cover to seal the hole someone sat on that cover that freed my soul
I’ll never forget this
noise that I tell it was a sound from the devil straight out of hell
Thank you Lord for
providing that hole in the ground for freeing my soul that seemed hell bound
Now, as my mind unconsciously
starts again to dream keep me safe from that devilish scheme
Tonight Lord when I
go to sleep I pray for a Heavenly dream and my soul to keep
Written by ChrisTurner
December 18, 2013
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