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The way she smiles at me
it's a magical glow full of love
and her eyes burn into mine
like turning water into wine

She is my everything my all
she is a giant of love ten foot tall
and I love her so very much
and I long for her touch

I would be broken without her
and I will never doubt her
that she is mine and I am hers
till the end of our sweet time

She did find me
what a lucky man I am
and I love her with a passion
like love could ever go out of fashion

The way she smiles does make me cry
without her apart of me would die
I so wait to be with her I need to hold her
and with much love and nastiness, give her a *******


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Two Million years of blind faith
ten billion life's lost in the name of god
what the **** is wrong with this ****** picture
wake up humans, faiths I have none

A sick joke are your religions
a stupidity of man's machinations
a control factor for the weak
hoping for an ever lasting life in heaven

First, the faithful danced to the sun or the moon
throwing **** then sticks at each other
and then the dumb became dumbing
with many words of fantasies made by man

Invented lies badly scripted and written
they believe in a god
well well go on your way
who the **** are you kidding


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
I am looking for miracles
looking for lost dreams
as now I am on my knees praying
but there is no heaven for me

I lost my wings
when I could not take ****** as a thing
that you can ****
and be a hero still

Heaven has no place for me
no goodly grace for me
no reason to forgive me
broken are my dreams of forgiveness

Relentlessly others of my kind never forgave me
so with my continuum epitaph
I cover my tracks and laugh
as I erase my path  


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Yes much alive this Poet LOl ... Oh Yes  lol
Once upon a time
they thought I had a preselected preference to poetry
but no I write as my souls cries
this is not poetry it is a confession

If not for the word Poet
I would have died years ago
no one .... no one
would  understand my sacrifice

Wow unfair and I am still cursed
with every ****** write and verse
but may hell freeze over
before I give up the fight
for if not a poet
I am a creature of the night

See my castle
hear the thunder
see the lightning
as darkness puts us under


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
My own brother came down
he used me as his emotional punchbag
he told me I am useless and a hippy
it hurt me very much and was broken and sad

Who needs enemies with my own blood like him
my heart is broken
my mind is full of doubt
all because of him

For over two years when he was ill
I cared for him with his TB and pills
and my reward when he got better
is this.. a ****** kick in the head

I will try to forgive him
but I will never forget
that he did hurt me so much
that I wished I was dead


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
It's true
my country has turned
from a place I loved
into a nation of fascists
one big salute... HEIL
to my fascist nation

I need to get the **** out of here
for everything here now makes me sick
I am waiting for the day
when stormtroopers break down my door
I need my guards close
I need to stay secure

No one can speak out
no one can say no
and they watch you
and they monitor you
where ever you go
in this fascist nation

It's not Great Britain
it's ****** Britain
and those in power
are trying to take us down
we are the enemy
they have the jackboots to crush us into the ground


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
On that night a storm was ******
the sea was whipping up wicked
bubbling foam of brine glowed on the moonlit beach
and there I did see her come from the dark of the sea

With seaweed as body armor
and lighting and thunder calling her name
I hoped she was one of mine
and her ship under the waves was intact

In her cold wet hand's
she held the light
something magical
a treasure of the night

I watched her come to me
her arms wide open
and I knew without her
my heart would be forever broken

When next to me
she kissed me
the taste of her lips
was something rather fishy

I fell for her embrace
from that day till now
I make love every day to her
wanting to make a new kind of human race  


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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