I remember how anti-drugs and alcohol I was
then in my middle-ages, I succumbed to the curse
all the pain that I had enjoyed with vanity
would soon carry me along with black dogs and verse

I became clean as all that is real it did seem
the valor and kindness the hugs and kisses pure
this is what I have become
whom would ask for anything more

Yet in these days now
not so in the past
I pull myself from the ashes
to never fall on my ***

Serbriaity is my stance
lived this way for this is my last chance
and the only one I love is poetry
she has tamed me with whispers of romance


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I watch her without her knowing
I have seen all her delicate ways
she is my trust and loyalty
my wonderful comforting friend
my vow is to never leave her
till my time on Earth does surly again end

I was ready to give love up
then this wonderful soul came along
I was ready to write myself to death
for all was death to me that I did so long
her charms and beauty, her kindness and ways
made me think to leave in a few more days

Then days became weeks
weeks did become months
from our first meeting, then after a year
I did marry her with all my hearts cheer
soulmates we are, a star with a star
now away from her, I love her from afar


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Many times I have sat here
on the beach watching the tide
the ghosts of days gone by
all those that did fight by my side

Yet now not so alone
where emptiness I call my home
I hear them chatter and talk
in the sands they walk

It makes me feel still alive
to hear the oceans tide
and I think how lucky a man
that I did not die on blooded sands

I trace the steps
listen with wishesintent
for their justice and freedom
as I'm alone now and hell bent

If only I was with them
if only if it was that easy
I would join them in their chatter
and nothing else would ever matter


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

If only for the dark
talks of death
and the question
who will pop off first

The annoying stories
those of who will die first
if only they realized
I was dead at my birth

Systematically spastic
hands tied behind my back
with those that think they can deserve heaven
trying to mask their tracks

I came here for a reason
to a place I could howl and bark
for when I do deliver
it will be only for the dark

I hear the calls from a massive ocean
the time of tides unmeriting
with the beat of my hearts
I do boldly go in tatters


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I hide the pain as well as I can
yet I think no one could understand
most have not a clue
not a clue I am close to the edge

I have forgotten what I look like
not looking forward to tomorrow
for I am in a place I don't want to be
in a shadow play of sorrows

Hope lays bleeding on it's back
positivity just walked out of the door
here I sit dying inside
waiting to fall to the last floor

Oh unjust world
the cruelty of you cuts deeper than any knife
you have left me in the realms of despair
losing all hope or any care


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Hush my love no weeping for me
life is transitory and I am still here
you touch me my love, you know of me
many times I have been there

Only you know how to love a dead man
a creature without a care
one of knowing much
the last of those of blood and guts

My transitory stance
that with all my darkness you romance
with such innocence
I shield you from the dark

My empires are such
that if they knew of my deeds
they would in these lands
call me that one of blood and guts

Winter has gone
but my heart is cold
without your caress
I would grow deathly and bold


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

No supplements for him
poor sparrow in the depths of despair
they just chatter and pecking at him
with no remorse or care

He limps to my window
he does chirp to come in
and I pick up his frail body
for me and him are now kin

I give him mealworms and tea
tell him don't worry I ingest the same you see
and with tears in my eyes
I lay one of compassion on his head

I tell him as I always do
get dark thoughts out of your head
for in less than a hundred years
all will here be dead


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris