Snowdrops shine within my tear filled eyes
and the glow of sunshine on white snow
wreaks me so I cry .... and die a little more

Born I was in the cold and muffled dark
Yes, this is my only domain and so stark
Time I can control .... Yet I die a little more

These winter snow filled clouds of sorrow
that drift slowly down from the heavens
are full of the dreams of the lost,
the broken and the forlorn ... so I die a little more

So this is another birthday downer
and I die a little more
I wish I'd been born in July
then I could have a birthday outdoors


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He's little fingers are of the great machine
that clockwork Emc kinda thing
he writes what he's saying
his words not words, their hymns
and the war of nutrition now begins

Some of the words of God kept him sane
yet in the mirror they had the same name
You who listen I want you to understand
that the good dwell in every land

I am not a seeker of truth for I am
I have seen the blood on distant sands
so close to death he became my friend
I knew of all he told me was the truth
and the hope of man was so aloof

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Happy Birthday Coward
I can't even cut myself
I try but I will not let me
so happy Birthday you sad pathetic man
I wish to die so badly
I know you could never understand

Three Black Candles and a razor blade
Happy Birthday Coward
Happy happy Birthday
47 and hate my life.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the historical state of winners
only the losers look like villains
never do you hear of Nero being a good actor
even a true advocate of the arts

They say even ****** loved his dog
just did not love Germany like a German
and when his wicked empire fell
he wanted all his kin to go to hell

But not all losers are losers
some rise again in vengeance
to right the wrongs
but come to bitter ends

Some of the good will always be hidden
so smart in metamorphic states
they know the art of transition
an art from our place

Never take history as what is said
for half will be full of untruths and lies
never believe a dragon
if it has a forked tongue and snakes eyes

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Could a candle call to a silent star
in a void once so beautiful from afar
the pages of time walked from darkness
to the communion of kind peace holy and light

Sweet pockets of life fill nearly all galactic hearts
and the motion of time and space is everywhere
you were once pure as a light cradle
there was no them and us, no labels

So lift your candles to the stars
know your roots and who you are

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The drugs they give to **** the pain
run now docile, receptive to his brain
no lack of lustre does this hero have
cheating death for nearly three years

This is a man found dying for his flag
another new million in the end could come
mothers smiles broken daily to a sag
no let up, no end to their worries

Disorientated most are
when back to banner and stars
no help from their sisters and brothers
looking at you as if you were from Mars

Some now homeless and forgotten
some made to feel ashamed
what was it all for
what did they gain.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Don't get me angry, because I don't go hulk green
my soul will just turn black and I will become obscene
what solid of your temple body will come crashing down
for word by word, murderous intent pure evil profound
I will be the gateway, to your living hell
as now cast this, the darkest of spells

Your insults have fallen on molten lava
the tears of your mother and father
a reptile with jagged tail are you
your teeth dipped in wicked venom
go back to that filth ridden chamber whence you came
to the cell next to the Devil, that shell called shame

Mister Hate, no mercy as all is too late

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

To butterfly meadow she slowly fluttered
her symmetry was now of body and mind
summer did shine within and without
and those around her bathed in her glow

She could melt the cruellest of hearts
with just a kind smile, her domain was pure
I fell for her deep wonderment and grace
her divinity written in burning stars

With her love no one walked alone
there were no nights of solitude
the fellowship of the good flourished
and laughter echoed all over this land

Then their dependence became her prison
and slowly her light did fade
they drained her not for just moments
but for a year and a day

The land that once was sweet is bitter
and the people here now morn her loss
forgetting they killed her slowly
and their future was the cost

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Rainbows kiss silently your beauty
as you cascade in roaring triumph
cheekily I pass my body in your cool fall
and wish to die in your arms

I am blessed in finding you
you are all one man could desire
love of you took me away from mortal cities
you have given me life beyond life

I bare my soul and nakedness
for in your arms I am safe
I will protect you with angelic ferocity
my sweet waterfall of love.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My heart you crushed years ago
the pills I swallow now, are to be rid of you
no words can bring back my happiness
for your betrayal was and is absolute

Shatter finally the dust of time
amend my woeful tears
I wish to die now
to forget all these years

Sorrow of love that is lost
brings me to my curtain call
I now stumble in the darkness
all because of you.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh dear my drums are blown
been ****** straight out of me ears
don't want do go deaf yet
well, at least for a few more years

This was once a pleasant city
but now it's become rack and ruin
I don't want to live here any more
make sense of things, do what I am doing

Run from the city run as fast as you can
have two kids on your shoulders and run man run
make no waste of perishing time
Run man Run

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

A women's heart beats harder
and their strife harder to bare
yes friend, miss them like I do
when their not there

A women is a delicate flower
her body and stature whatever her size
she will love you
with sweet kind eyes

Always treat them with the utmost respect
open a door or two
tell them openly you love them
and make her happy all for the love of you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

If consultative willows would bow to you
would you think their gestures grand
and if you be all that I am to thee
would you give me your hand

For Angels praise you from on high
beyond the ozone, beyond the moon
and the memory of you
will take me to you soon

Life within life without
tell me dear friend, what it's all about

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The road to destruction I travel
in fast furious nova style
burning my candle at both ends
this in the rush, before the storm

Consideration of my life force
is always paramount to me
but body be, what body is
just a dying comet

The glory of existence
the breath of being
makes for my happy heart
and the dark death of me.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Pain is not in a matter of bulling seconds
it lasts for a lifetime and is accounted
those that scorn your words in incredulous envy
still cling to a cross baring sycophantic flags

Would if jealousies of unbelievers
makes a shadow on your words
let me take your hand
come friend I will believe in you
try whilst man lives your words to legend
let the flag of poetry and friendship give hope

Man and woman do fall
but poetry stands the test of time
know that one or two
could enhance humankind

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Up and down it flows,
round and round it goes,
where it stops we all know,
Roller coaster, Roller coaster.

Clacking down the tracks,
no one ever looks back,
never homeward bound,
that familiar sound,
Roller coaster, Roller coaster.

Hear the cries and pleas,
of punters filled with glee,
hair flying wind rushing,
Roller coaster, Roller coaster.

Never to want it to stop,
movement around the clock,
rush rush fast fast,
Roller coaster, Roller coaster.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Slowly it slides on sub zero waters
trying to find a pathway to the sea
sheet of pure blue and heaven white
lumbers discreetly for aquiline is quite

From the top of the world
frozen fingers reach down
claws frantic on solid ground

No religion no sage
no saviour just age
and the relentless pull of gravity
will take it from mountain to the sea

This sculptress of valleys and dales
and fjords that can be seen for miles
travels without sound
onward bound

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Friend poet wonderful mind
you my Eliot I adore you
it's such a pity I missed you
my kindred spirit

How I love your wasteland
it holds merit in my heart
I can think of no poet
I love as much as you

May your dreams be of glorious summer
and in winter melting snows
My poet my poet I love thee
for you I do write this and go

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

To the silver lining skyward bound
for Rose she grows and makes no sound
her emerald leaves reach out slowly
unfolding to kiss the sky so holy

She baths in the light of forgiveness
knowing how wicked her thorns
then when evening meets night
she dreams of a blood red dawn

And if during the new summer morn
she gets the chance to use her thorns
on those who would take her ****** buds
to decorate their dwellings in watered tubs
She will.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Her tears are swept away
by headland winds so strong
and in this deserted moment
her heart pangs and longs

For she is the lost girl Friday
her hair sea salt with spray
for her never does come Saturday
never here, never that day

Looking fast to ocean blue
hope of silver wings on the horizon
she stands petite with wanting
to bear natures only son

Weather may change
but she will stand fast
for death to her
is a familiar friend

As long as she prevails
this world will last
hope springs eternal
yet even hope can dry

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She walked down the silver staircase
as if she had just been sent from heaven
her white dress gleamed in the sunlight
and her radiant smile told me, I love you

I asked my best man to pinch me
to be sure this was not a dream
when he did, it hurt
then I knew, this was what it seemed

Her grace could never be given poetic justice
for she is far beyond the reach of words
as I watch her come closer to the altar
my heart took flight with the birds.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Cold to the touch winters caster sugar sweet
it covers my lawn in a pure driven sheet
they are puffy white crystals of utter delight
with the opportunities of some great snowball fights
so we go out when mother gives us the OK
wrapped up warm for the coldest of days
and then we'd play with glee and knowing
that soon our poor hands would be red and glowing
that's when we would be called in for our tea
listening to winter tales on our mothers knee.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

To know that time could stand still
if you wrote about it
but if you do be crafty
and don't look like a poet

Those times, when you are as drunk as a skunk
and you don't care to show it
do me a favour
and don't look like a poet

When in indecorous situations
when someone's got your goat
try to stay head bound and afloat
but for goodness sake, don't look like a poet

Make it fun and move on to greener fields
I am sure you know it
that in the end dear friend
you will look like a Poet

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolari

He waits patiently
whilst the sun kisses his brow
by the river of dreams
does his heart beat hard now
he looks at the reflections
in the water cool and clear
and sees himself rippling
gently in unison
with leaves of green
on swaying trees
and above his head
puffy white clouds
drift slowly past
caressed by a sapphire sky
suddenly the sound of delicate feet
that tread so lightly on meadows deep
meets his solitude and awakens him
Is this not love that he is truly in?


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

When love dies it crumbles to the ground,
like a castle of sand, a dried sorry mould,
for I don't love you anymore, feel nothing for you,
no more can you tell me, what you'd have me do.

Empty are the words that you say to me,
they pass though me like the wind in the trees,
past distant beaches, your mind inland,
I know one day you will understand.

My feet sink into soft wet sand,
by blue waters of sad dreams,
as tears are dispensed from my eyes,
this sad conclusion of what has past.

I walk on the beach of echoes,
but the seas voice resounds so clearly,
pebbles tossed by cool waves,
as evening calls the end of this day.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Bomb after bomb
down they come
bang bang boom boom

Shatter window frames
all day and night long
yet London still stands

Give it your best shot
give us what you've got
yet London still stands

Defiant we stand
all over this land
and London still stands

Women and children dead in the streets
yet we are not dead
get that through to your head

That London still stands


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I smoke too much
I drink too much
I write too much
I am too much

I need a big joint
maybe roast beef
I need a big hit
maybe from a boxer

I feel like painting again
naked women me thinks
or I will not paint them
Just ...........

Yet I write too much
drink too much
and die a little
everyday....... well that's my way


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She rides on the back of a electric blue dragon
the beautiful green eyed princess of rage
her indifference to the hearts of men
give cold comfort to those she left an age.

She will drive her lance of love through any armour
penetrating deep to the inner core of your emotions
making cold mockery of all your hopes and fears
this beautiful princess of rage, your fall is her devotion.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka Neonsolaris

The spirit of Christmas has been frozen
with filthy black snow from your soulless heart
I'm just another broken little soldier
that with feminine claws you tear apart.

Your the feline clouds that drops relentless despair
disjointed, angry and closed from feelings
I would tear my legs from my torso to be there
when the angel of death sees your dealings.

This decaying forgotten realm you left me in
this country of the despised and degenerated
passport stamped by angry feet, whilst starving
in this cyber world I should not be craving


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Can we never ask for mercy nor plead fallen salvation
for salvation is lost in this, the darkest of ergonomic places
as cold light swirls within kind pictures of smiling yesterdays
we drift in and out of continuous earthbound sullen realities
sometimes we call out in vain to be close to our vision
but again our voices fall silent in this vacuum prison
this prison lacking of time, but abundant of space
that holds dominion on all who blindly embrace
drinking the bitter sweet sticky crimson wine of arrogance
that then spills from our cups as we dance, jest and prance
which then makes puddles of ignorance form into pools
for we are fish out of water in a cool blue space capsules
yet extinction we face
in this dark place.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She lays there giggling in new mown grass
the smile in her eyes makes me realise
She Loves Me
She takes centre stage in my life

I dream the day I call her wife
I know she loves me
I take her hand to lift her up
oh my god it is as warm as summer winds

I honour her and she loves me
her frame holds a million secrets
as her adventurer I want to understand
she is not from my land, yet she loves me

She loves me like morning mist
she loves me every time our lips kiss
truly she does.... She Loves Me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Spaghetti is a fragile thing
never make a ship out of it
it will just swell and sink

Never make it a string for your arrows
for more your hands sweat
more limping your arrow will be

Never plant it in the ground
for whom have made this foolish choice
a spaghetti tree was never found

Never use it as a sword
for the only things you would maraud
would be yourself as an ingredient

So Never use spaghetti
even for confetti, mark my words
how not to use spaghetti

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The look in her eyes, has broken me
her tears of discontent
makes winter in my heart

I want to make things better
put all wrongs right
but the snow falls quietly

So distant are the storms of summer
so sweet the snow so white now
yet as sleet turns to ice
all will be black deadly snow

The memory of laughter
the glee of spring
the last time I will smell
the gift of spring song

My far of time
my holy
will go back
to where I came from


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The telex caster flickers on
and the chap from the BBC, states
the last of the balloons are erected
we are ready for lift off

Slowly the land pulls away from the earth
time to rule Britannica most glorious
going where the winds takes us
and where we land, we will take as ours

Using only sound weapons
and the whispers of cold winds
we are so ready to take seizers
for this is airship Britain, full of lunatics

All don their red jackets
men, women and even children
no more muskets or marching
for this land is made for fighting

We are the now the Kunstprodukt
so ready for war, and so wanting
ready to take back what we have lost
this is battle of airship Britain

Only the elite will attire in black
for they are the ******* warriors
and they will jump into action
before we land, and play dangerously

We will rule where the wind takes us
for Britain is not on the map
and soon we float over to you
and land on your ****** lap


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I would look out of my window on winters morn
I'd watch her walk past in the snow, my merry maid
no matter the vile weather
she would sing as if it was a warm summers day
she is sunshine and love
she is my merry maid
I succumb to her beauty and grace
for my heart is full of love for her
she is the joy of my life
she is glory and presence
and her name
is just the Merry Maid


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The telling of tales
some as big as a large blue whale
but what is and what will be called
a somewhat kind of art
like cooking for the first time
just for the one you love

My dreams are so vivid
yet I am never freaked
for my mind is made from stars
and I still drift from above
I love telling tales
for I am a tell tale mother

I drift in the rifts of time
as words fall out of me
and I love to play
play in waters deep
I still have my tail
for telling tales

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Not just the day
not just the night
but the year
give it to me

Let this year last a lifetime
let this be the last of me
let me disclose my finalities
and show my secret strengths

Time has called me to account
so I must stride fearless
into the realms of the unknown
from the world of the known


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Who is that under the table
scribing away
like a ****** ******
nearly every night and day

Is that a black mouse
oh no it's ****** Neon
go back to the stars
you far beyond creature

Someone drag him from out of there
he used to do this when his computer was in the kitchen
he always is the same
never leaves his computer

Year in year out
new computers
his new one's name is Christine
and boy does he love her

Is that a mouse
no it's nibbling Neon
under table with Christine
who he love's to tap on

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

A third of my angels are dead
But feek me Trinity Severn is kicking ***
I should of never asked her to march with me
If she survies I will have to marry her
for I never knew how she thought of me
she screams on the battlefield that she would die for me

Oh sweet is this battle
I am feeking cut to bits
wow I never knew
how many Angels loved me
the Dragon Black, shied blood red
I don't die Trinity.. will you be my wife

It's great to fight, unholy wars
my shield is white and burning
I am coming dear maiden
sweet trinity seven
lets battle on
in our sweet Angel wars


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

It wakes close to midnight
yet her eyes are closed
for she does not want to see
her tears streaming on the first
the first hour of the day
yet she will stir and shiver

It wakes so close to the time of dreams
as the tears fall from her eyes onto her silken pillow
in her garden of despair and loneliness
the birds of despondency start chirping
all seems to be getting colder and darker
this is the most scary of times

I fear to write any more
for I think it wakes
I better lay down
put the covers over my head
I will pretend to sleep
or even sprawled playing dead

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Never thought this body would go this distant's
yet 49 will so do
and for the first time in my life
I ready to treat myself

But first I will praise the fallen
all my kin that never got here
I pity the fact
that I will never see 50

I will take what I have got left
and I will so run with it
to be a who's who
49 will do

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Just show's you how ******* I am a killing myself lol GG

Oh God pity the pain in me
why did you let her die
I offered my white tainted wings
and yet you called her to your arms

You have killed all the dark in me
for your son did truly visit me
two Angels on the same ground
I feel your fear, for you have no idea what we talked of

Pity the pain in me
as I will pity the pain in you
sweet merciful Lord
Pity the pain in me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

It's my birthday
so I am gonna ride the night
I'm going outside
dancing in the moonlight
naked warrior style

I promise magic I will make
I will not leave without a song
don't try to stop the party
for midnight has been called
and I will dance ***** with her

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Note..   It was my birthday so there lol

Well party time is over
no more *** drugs or rock and roll
it was a ****** scream
time to be sobriety again

It was legion to party for 24 hours
now it's back to some work
if I survive the next 10,000 years
I will party again

It's nearly midnight
and it's so time to drop
time to sleep off
the drugs *** and rock and roll

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka Neon Solaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

We stood around and sent her soul back to heaven
sweet glory to light Good Bye sister Trinity Seven
we the last will fight hard for all that have fallen
in this battle of three worlds none will yield, till all are gone

To the code of arms to the strider's of stars
you will be remembered as a sister of Mar's
we will hold your banner in battle and coat of arms
blessings to our Majesty and your hidden charms


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Note by the way you have not seen the Trinity Seven writes... I will endeavour to find them and post ... 5 poems ... lol I will find them lol

Going back to the dance of dreams
for that is the place I truly belong
butterflies and sweet flying maidens
back to dream worlds of bountiful songs

I am committed and very keen
to subjects of kind dreams
no stories of girls crying in corners
with tattered dresses of poverty

No more dark and dirge
I'm turning a new leaf
and if you believe that
oh my and good grief


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Guess where I hide them
I will not tell you yet
evidence is in the making
5 5 2012

All shadows of the misguided
sense total victory will be at hand
to those in the Know of knowledge
watch their utter defeat

It's bye bye
scarifies and dies
total command
total of the skies

In my temple of onyx
a verse by me
will be Immortalised
he made war, for love was everything


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

In this world of sin
where most fear death
is that because they have
or maybe, they will do

No world is without sin
or frailties from within
it's not bad to not be perfect
none of Earth or beyond

When one get's to aged star's
we of that requiem of pure light
think it is time to leave
it's so cool for me

I have had this planned for years
My death will be perfect
don't get into my world
a world of total sin


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Oh my little flashy pants
god you make daddy proud
such fearless lyrics
and such mature mastications

You chew them up
show what a real poet does do
reap the fury and fight the fight
show them my baby of pure fury and might

You my proud blood
show what the house of Kourtis can do
let's make our house rule
who's house our house, cool

Rock it boo
be as fearless as me
and **** them
for you write true poetry

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I smile at those that think me mad
and I sing and hum in my cell
this happy madness
this living hell

My walls are closing in
yet I will still sing
they may crush me
but in my last breath I will sing

The servants of time try to hold me
but in the hold on faith the light has gone
and this is why
why I sing this song

Many sing from many miles away
their songs of want make me stay
for I may not leave
as I truly believe


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)