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Nov 2013 · 372
You Are
I have told you many times
I would do anything for you
take a bullet in the guts
just for love from you

No superstitions no misjudgements
I truly know that I am in love with you
you are the light in this unkind dark world
so I walk through Hells when you ask me to

You are the sun rising on the distant horizon
you are the warmth I need in this cold world
and when your day turns to night
I will be there to comfort you

You are a child of stars
you are sweet holy light
you are my armour and strength
you are my convictions and fight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 500
Why I Weep
Nothing is too complicated
nothing less and nothing more
so then, when is and has been
have swept the floors
why do I sit and weep

All is purple in my universe of matter
and what matters is not to me
cheeky monkeys throw fruit at me
from the trees of conformity
so maybe this is why I weep

I watch as the poor get poorer
and the rich get richer
all I can do is look
seeing the fishes on their hooks
that's why I really weep

I can't help changing things
I don't mind being poked and prodded
but push me too far and I will promise you
I will change history with time
that is why I weep

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 435
Little Miss Nobody
She peers out from her French windows
bitter is the frost this morning
stretching her arms to the ceiling
she proceeds to mumble whilst yawning
so close she is to epic transformation
for tomorrow she is to be wed

No more known as Miss Nobody
as tomorrow she marries royalty
no more will she have to bow her head
her eyes will look skyward bound
she joins the last of the great houses
in the distant's she hears noble trumpets sound

Running to her bedroom in haste
she performs a dressing race
so ready she must be
to meet all the dignitaries
as this is her final day
of being little Miss Nobody

Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 667
Feet And Mouth Painters
No arms to guide their able minds
they make art a proud name
they paint with heart
with necks and legs strained

Many artists suffer with adversities
all with the curse of mind or body
but they strive to show they can
wanting to be complete like any other man

I myself have seen some of their paintings
whom were cast from mouth and foot
I am humbled by their skill
and hurting in this unkind world

May the curtain never fall
let the brave be mentioned
in the epitaphs
of what man can be

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 308
Waiting For The Next Attack
I have had two attempts on my life
at the third, I with no doubt will hit hard
it will be my time to strike back

I pity their begging
for I will not hear them
and one by one
I will take them out

A humans should play with humans
play with me and see what suffering is
all is good in this mortal world
as I come in many forms as cancer does

I know the shocked looks
as I tread on their necks
***** them out as liken to candles
I am waiting for the next attack

Come on you Billy big *****
lets see what you have got
to me you are a Feeking mug
you're just full of **** and snot

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 708
How Sweet Your Meadow
How sweet the meadows that you dwell in
how full of love does my heart flutter
I will be honourable and true to you
and never want love of none other

You are paradise for a human being
and I know truly you are not from earth
you have the grace of Angels, I know you
I know heaven was the place of your birth

Tenderness is always in your eyes
you have the art pure of compassion
I saw your face in the morning sun
and with your smile of glory I cried

I wish I had forgiveness in me
and not be a vengeful vigilante
you know the way I go
but how sweet your meadow

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 599
Restrictions
Restrictions never will have hold
keep them kicking
see if they still live
in their Zombie world

Television monkeys
believing everything they see
most would shoot their Fathers
just to be in heaven

You have retractions like a rush
for you are not without sin
oh I sin will mark your ****
**** **** ****** ****

Master of shadows
war child of my lord
the righteous sword
my sweet lord God

Oh back to the old days
no cross on your door will protect you
only those without sin
will truly survive

Maggots of disarming *******
eating earth riding mental horses
getting fat on the demise of the lands
but you don't care, It has nothing to do will you

Does it
leave the lights on
recharge your *** toy
or **** a convict

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 893
The Piglets Of Despair
The grumbling piglets of despair
search for mumble truffles everywhere
they scourer the forest with their snouts
this is to them, is what life's all about

Nosing through decaying leaves
underneath the oaken trees
snouts twitching saliva running
with their little stomachs rumbling

The farmer does not have a clue
that his piggies are on the loose
he's in the kitchen having soup
made from little piglets juice

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
They gather in their thousands
to pray to a dead forgotten God
there is no hope for them, no heaven
when they die they will just be dead

Pity the blind, if you can be bothered
no angles to make them hover
listen to them sing the lie
all will die and never fly

Sunday Sanctum Sunday Sanctums
reading the book of wind and ****
they wait for their Bible to flood
with the sacrifice of Christ's blood

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
I opened the door to my secret room
and there my advent calendar hangs
as the days go by
I will open them one by one

The first had many books that I am bleeding
the second was a rocking horse to ride the course
the third was to be true to myself and others
my forth was after 30 years to see my father

And the fifth is part of me
the kind and good in me
this is a most special month
time to kneel to the greatest Angel

My Faith is pure
yet you know I am not
but I know you forgive me
as the reckless man called I


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 1.4k
Lord Of The Things
I want to be you're secret Santa
sliding down your stockings
as tall as Arregon
not fat and stout as Gimerly

I am the patter of flighty wings
still flapping as you return
and the gifts that you bring
means more then my being

For I am your servant
climbing into your bed
just for a hug
for I am just a kitten

I would be your lord of the rings
never never naughty
just a boy that needs a toy
to tweak hot lords of the rings

Let me be you're Hobbit
for you need not shave
for Under Hill
it is all the rave

Come to my warren
come to my keep
and after loving
may sweet hobbit s sleep


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 315
For I Can
I have just burnt and deleted 300 poems never seen
for I can
and as I done this. I drink myself to death
for I can

Whatever I do I see it through
for I can
I leave very soon now
for I can

I am the shadow maker, dream taker
for I can
I am the lost northern star
I once ruled this land

Not soon will I return to the firmament
with what is left of my hero's
for my soul burns for battle
as my lord intended me to be

I have to eradicate this body to leave this Earth
but this shell does not die without a fight
maybe something I put into this body
will **** this egotistic and fatalistic me

For I can


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 531
Living In The Twilight Zone
I live in the realms of night
where dreams come true
I should be committed
in static as a who is who

I play loser
I play chancer
does it matter any ways
for my name is black

My name begins with an X
not what is seen on the pages I write
and yes I am living
living in the twilight zone

By Xristos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 672
Into Your Kind Arms
How much can I say I love you
how many tears have I shed for you
please let me leave now
back into your kind arms

I don't want to see this through
please understand I love you
I want to leave my Lord
I want to be back into your kind arms

Take me now my sweet Lord
for I am so dislocated
I need you so very bad
I want your kind arms around me

My faith for you
my blood for you
please let me end this
and come back into your kind arms

I will always be misunderstood
a crazy fool from the hood
I would finish myself if I could
just to be back into your kind arms


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 337
I Am So Not PC
I have promised not to swear this month
and it's a right *******
for I am not PC

I will blame it on age
and not as I claim a sage
for I am so not PC

The best I can say is bucket
and not the other
for I am so not PC

I am the living dead
rotting in my bed
and I am so not PC

Ruck you
as you ruck me
for I am so not PC


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 357
Stupid
I still love her
yet she told me to find another lover
and I feel destroyed
for what is fame without love

She made me poet
for my broken heart bleeds
and I still love her
she is all I need

She told me to find someone else
someone that cares
for I am foolish man
My broken heart does not understand

I became a poet
for she broke my ****** heart
and I dread that day
she tore my soul apart

It's horrid to love someone
that cares nothing about you
and all I try to show I love her
means nothing for I am a stupid man


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 396
Going All The Way
Time is going so fast now
I am trying to keep up
yet I know I am killing me
for I am going all the way

Don't worry for I am well equipped
for I am a child of war
I am one hell of a fighter
I know not the word Defeat

I am forever a servant to words
may I die still writing
and who wants to challenge that
Let's have a bath in baby oil

I am the bad boy of Poetry
and I live and die by it
for I will do what I have to
for I am going all the way


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 390
Toy
Toy
She walked across the cold city
I know she was looking for me
but I hide for I am no good for her
yet deep within me I love her

This is mercy, this is not me
compassion messes with my head
but I do it anyway
don't ask me why

I know if I said I keep myself hidden
who would really believe me
for I wear my heart on my sleeve
and it matters little to me

Soon I will invite poets into my world
please don't be scared of me
I really don't bite
and when all is said and done, I am quite a nice person

I am opening the door
I have kept so closed
just to chat with my fellows
who knows how far will it go

I am just a little boy
women call me a f**k toy
I am so holding back
and it's ****** killing me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 285
I Live You
With all your faults I live you
I feel all the pains you feel
how mortal you are
it is heartbreaking

I live you mortal man
I suffer for the cross
Xristros lord of light
give these mortals the fight

For I am one of many
no matter the sin
I will forgive them
for what are we without forgiveness

My Angels sing
god rest human kind
for you are protected
by angels all seeing never blind

It would be nice just to have a chance
a chance to die mortal
you would not want to see
how his Angels cry

I Live For You

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 409
As I Told You Before
Oh you want my help now
after you wished me dead
you have as much chance
as Michael being lord of hell

You call me when you need me
but never ever any other time
so spin on it, heads or tails
as I spin this little dime

How many times did I warn you
and you ****** on my warnings
and now you suffer foolish woman
in the cold starlight of morning

You have been never thankful
so I say, **** right off
you have been a selfish *****
and for that I don't give a toss

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 516
And Some Do
All this morning I just watched
as the trees swayed in winters wind sound
I watched them release their loyal subjects
waving goodbye as they fell to the cold ground

Good peat will they make when spring comes
the lady three doors along waves at me, saying
I see you are busy again in you're green garden
what next are you thinking of growing

I smile and say rhubarb dear lady
for this is a plant in spring song
the kind that grows from the moons glow
with tips of it's silver leaves covered in snow

I ask her, would you like me to save you a couple
she smiles and lowers her eyes, telling me please do
I would love to take her singleton away
and like Cinderella fit to her a petite shoe

And Some Do

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 503
Sunshine And Dust Storms
Through the dust storms
they say in hollow voices
will we see sunshine again
and I tell, what do you think

They run up hills backwards
they don't want to see where they are going
just to higher ground
that is all that they are perceiving

I am a child of storms
the closure never mourned
I am pure as dirt, a warlord
of sunshine and dust storms


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 300
Where He Walks
Where he walks all things flourish
and nothing on earth does perish
for every stride flowers form beside him
his sweet smile heals the lost and dying

No sandals adorn his feet
for he is firm footed on this land
by his side I will always stand
even on dunes on burning sands

He has no pockets
just the robe of the just
yet he is a very rich lamb
and I for one love him

Where he walks, I will follow
and by he's words do his bidding
for he is my king, I could never do without
by his words of wisdom, I am truly devout


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
I love a mass debate
love tossing things into the ring
it's like pulling white rabbits
straight out of my hat
that's when I utter those magic words
ah that's better
then I look around and all is abound
and think... next time I'll use a French letter


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 292
Never Break Your Cover
What have you done
how cool are you
can you not listen
to what you have to do
never break your cover
you stupid mother
don't think you're clever
you can't live forever

It's not hard to do
just don't open your mouth
don't do it again man
or you're blow all our covers
you know the rules
never show your tools
and last time I say this
never break your cover

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 624
Good Night
The wind cries midnight
church bells chime descent
and in the graveyard
the dead turn over in their beds

In the street of the lonely
street lights flicker
and the fog of despondency
gets momentum and thickens

All here are doomed to stay
lost souls, in limbo
from puppetries with marionettes
to blonde squeaky voiced big *** ******

The wind cries midnight
and to my delight
I leave here soon
so farewell as I say Good Night


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 302
Morning Moon
How wonderful you look on this morning show
how beautiful in sapphire skies I see you glow
I stand and wonder, what did they think, you know
early man with his thinking cap ticking in tow

Even I that have known you so well
succumb and surrender to your spell
the gravity of you is a life bringing form
and I have worshipped you from dusk till dawn

Should I shroud you in disbelief
as I am the knight without relief
and I cry freedom in your name
as I succumb holy to you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 376
Ghost Writing
Hush my heart, tell them nothing
I am just a shadow in the wind
do not let them know
do not disclose

I am still covered with sand
and words I speak they would never understand
his golden words I keep close to me
just for the glorious chosen to see

My discloser my ghost writing
word of good and evil with lightening
this is the paradox of me
a toy of God, ghost writing


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=fvwp&NR;=1&v;=mhcfUrG5fzY
Nov 2013 · 305
As Holy As You
I try to walk away from you
but you will not let me go
why do I love you so much
only God really knows

Why do I need you so much
why do you haunt me so
why do I wake thinking of you
why can't I let you go

Are you all that is me
will I have nothing of privacy
should I lay down
and have the sh*t kicked out of me

I am a delicate being
holding innocence in my heart
for in that beating life bringer
I hold the last of pure light

Ok I will march on
for the love of you
and when finished
I will be as holy as you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 519
The Empire Of Emeralds
Baby I need a ride
down the highway leading to nowhere
go fast my sweet baby
close your eyes, put the pedal to the metal

Go real fast baby
lets smash our way into oblivion
lets stop time
hold our futures never blind

Let's ripe the fabric of space
stride the stars again like lords
let's play with history
as if we had never gone

Let's be white kittens in snow
never cold for we have that inner glow
let's dance in uniforms of green
and cry to the sound of the guns

Lets go supernova
burn like dying stars
let us divulge our knowing
in the empire of emeralds



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 348
Grey Zone Twenty Eight
The drop ship landed
our troops streamed out
we are green to go
in grey zone twenty eight

So into the caves we went
killing them all we are so hell bent
we switched our goggles to night vision
and where they stood we killed them all

The poor ******* did not have a chance
we killed them all
God forgive us, men women children all
in grey zone twenty eight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka Neonsolaris
Nov 2013 · 261
My Last Calling
To the mountain I go
pure white the tip doth glows
and at the top I survey the clouds
whist I sing to you loud and proud

I taste whiskey on your breath
as you kiss me ******* my lips
you stroke my hair
and tell me to believe in me

Why let an angel live with them
why let me share their burdens
why one so pure in the art of war
do you think that I will forgive them

Peter knows me so well
ask him if I should be here
the moon moves for me
and further away it goes

I know the future is not perfect
do you think I can make a change
for you have more faith in me
then I have in myself

Just like my predecessors
you want me to go the whole way
no matter the cost to my body
my soul will still be intact you say

So I will march on
on this thankless task
I hope this is the final calling
for I want it to be my last


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nothing but shattered glass
where the emerald city stood
the remittance of dreams shattered
echo's of a distant stars and pasts

This is where the blind girl cried
her cheeks covered in blood
this is where the bomb went off
and all her dreams obliterated

The swans with broken necks
drag themselves to her side
and in her agony she dies
in the burning she resides

As she fades from view
children wave playing with fire
she smiles politely
then disappears in a black hue

She is the dark future
a way man might become
a smiling puppy
dying for a home


By christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 312
Lamenting Lost Poems
I wrote a classic to me
a few moments ago
and by a mistaken finger
it now does not linger
******* if I knew what it was about
for I would write it again
pencil and paper
I know is the best way
but I use my computer always
and it tossed me off
******* things they are
I say

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 901
Having Breakfast On Britney
I had been up all night writing
then as I was going to get my head down
the phone rang, it was Britney
saying do I want a hot toasted muffin
I laughed out loud
and told her to f**k off

I know your hotel room number she said
I am just outside
then I heard the ratta tat tat
oh well there goes my sleep
it's breakfast on Britney
and I know she'll let me

She can sing me a song
and I will read her a poem
we both with no doubt
know where this is going
keep the press away
it's breakfast on Britney


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 449
To Crash And Burn
I was sitting by the Jolla tree
writing a list of what I need
it started with world peace
and ended in tears of children

That was the list sitting by the Jolla tree
my list was d cup, would you like to see
love me, hate me
but you will never be rid of me

I am shaving off my beard
and colouring my hair ruby red
for I care little of myself
and soon I will be dead

I am a rabble in my own underwear
a faded clown worlds apart
my love is for words
it's a pity we have to part

I was made to crash and burn
this is the wage I earned
what was it all for
what the hell did I learn

For I crash and burn


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 365
Just For Me
Fold your wings
for no one hears you
write your ditties
just for me

Bleed you heart
break it in two
do it as seen
just for me

Bring it on
you are bright as the sun
say what you see
just for me

Be a big darter
a big ripe tomato
feel free to write
just for me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris


http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=fvwp&NR;=1&v;=Rg7HRcRvpxQ
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 776
Sergeant Frog
Two million years from now
sergeant frog will be walking
shouting at his froglettes
get out your guns with bayonets poking

He will babble on the marshland
make Gribble and Gibble
his second and third in command
he's a ****** this frog, please understand

Get off your Lilly pads you sons of a guns
go boy's by the whistle
or get one in the back
come on lads, I hold that pistol

After he will send a telegraph
saying your son is missing
yet Sergeant knows
only Lilly pads are his grunts kissing


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 614
Another Three Dark Ones
FLY 2013

Put him back in the deep freeze
who let out FLY 2013
I want their number
so I can dismantle them

I won't let you're black hollow eyes deceive
one of you are accountable
I will work back in numbers
and with a 7 19 scanner find you

We built our armies in the dark
should all our work be for nothing
who activated FLY 2013
this is nothing more then conspiracy

Note that work loads are doubled
it's all out production
remember we are building nothing
there is no FLY 2013


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


Mr Death

I starve myself of oxygen
getting closer to death
I see his face
and he smiles at me

He is the mirror image of me
just not as hateful
his eyes are bloodshot
mine are as black as Hell

He see's the light
I hold tight in my hands
Death never saw this coming
a lord of love, with holy child in hand

I stand over Mr Death
grab his scrawny neck
pull on his spine
and twist his nasty head

Now Mister Death
who the f**ks dead



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


Blood Letting

Every day I tear this body apart
then I I do some blood letting
I let my warm blood
flow over my naked body

I wriggle in my clotting blood
liken to Eve before the flood
I am mother
and I am father

I cut deep into my veins
a psychotic madman
one of the lost
dead to the world, dead with a plan

Blood letting
yet never forgetting
that you are next
for the blood letting


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
You sometimes have to believe
not to be frightened any more
for what is rejection
when you love what you are

Touch me for I live still
a Mozart in the making
I wonder if Marlow thought the same
before murdered, what a shame

I gave up caring about myself, years ago
and what I write is the way I go
where is my life
for all I am is poetry

You sometimes have to believe
and I need to believe
for what is life
without my love of poetry


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Nov 2013 · 816
Fire Cracker
Oh I so have that temperament
yes I am one of those fire crackers
when I loose it, I see red
and I can't hold back

I risk my guts every ****** day
in the name of glorious poetry
I am battle hard fker
this mother f
king fire *******

I bust an A ring
just because I want it all
let's write some ******* poetry
you, one and all

I am a fire *******
I could take you to the stars
this sun of God
and warrior of Mars

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Never fall in love with a poet
they are rather a funny lot
they dream all day
and at night they write

They are a restless bunch
most are f**ked off with life
they talk in rhymes most of the time
and that is not the end of their idiosyncrasies

They can be so touch and go
so flighty with fancies
so never touch one
if they are in love with their art

For if you do
they will break your heart
so take my word
never fall in love with a Poet

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 1.7k
Pigeon
There it sits on Nelsons head
watching all and sundry in Trafalgar Square
this place of a great empire
this place I screamed when born

Even the pigeon knows and coo's
the empire will rise once again
so I make haste to prove
London will never fall

I make a journey tonight
back to my human birth place
going back to my birth place
just to feed that pigeon

There I will vow to not falter
never to yield
for my empire
only to that, do I kneel

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 1.1k
My Celibacy
One whole years of abstaining
now that is a record for me
and I am growing strong
without the want of flesh

Something within me is coming out
the change of the powerful sort
all is going to plan
each word a grain of sand

This is the power of celibacy
the pure frame of soul
I am becoming a disciple of light
it builds in such a holy way

I am stronger then I have ever been
a storm is coming
and I will dance
to the sound of it's thunder

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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Nov 2013 · 1.1k
Euro Utopia
The tears fall on Europe
as we make this land ours
the new European Babylon
with temples reaching the sky

This will be our new Babylon
a religion beyond comparison
we will rewrite the bible
without it's bullsh*t and lies

Effigies of poetry everywhere
this will be our Euro utopia
a place full of legions
all the hero's of yesterday

From the classic kick *****
to the present day hero's
this will be our last bastion
the last stronghold of light

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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Nov 2013 · 382
To The Power
He stands in the temple of the ancients
he takes his red robe off
and replaces it with one of white
time has gone back as he strives forward

Soon he will make changes to his flesh body
he will sing sweet to the glory of good
and with his holy sword of light
will smite all the evil that dwells here

This is his holy Sunday
as Monday will be his working day
but today he prays
to the power of God


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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Nov 2013 · 221
Healing Words
Look and have faith
for they walk amongst you
and they whisper healing words
just for the righteous liken to you

They will bathe you in light
with the breath of God
and will never leave your side
no matter the cost or loss

They walk among you
never think you are without them
for they have always been here
and by the bond of God can never leave

An angel will always be an angel
even in a frail human form
and they can weave magic
with healing words


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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Nov 2013 · 870
The Exchange Of Coats
They all kneel in silence
each with arms outstretched
all have draped their coats in arms
thus the order was born
this is their inner sanctum
as chaos dwells outside these walls

This most secret chamber
this most secret of rituals
the exchanging of coats
each lined with their secret words
the sharing of brother and sisterhoods
with roots at the beginning of time

This most holy of covenants
all here are ready for the great heal
all here have taken the vow
and much good will come of it
for this is their last time
of the exchange of coats


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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Nov 2013 · 327
By The Black Flag
By the black flag
oh glory to you
your servant is ready
to do all that you command

Let my black banner shine
show the neon within my soul
don't let me wait with dark allies
I want that sun of gold

This is the end
sending my death angels
I care not now
as I stand by the black flag

Deum time, et gladium

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 2013 · 806
Three More Dark Ones
The Kid Is Lonely

This kid is lonely
he cries in dark corners
his mind full of doubts
about who he is and who you are about

The kid is lonely
he is not afraid
for he knows he's ever lasting
and has always cheated death

Yet he is a lonely kid
one with big brown eyes
just wanting love
just wanting love

He spins the bottle
hoping it points to you
he wants love
for he is lonely

He wants to play
in closets he will stay
he wants to play finger bobs
with you as his toy


By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris


Do You Think It Matters

Do you think it matters
who I know and don't
same old sh*t
in the fame game

I relate to those that run
it is not nice to be loved
they want to know all about you
and that is the thing that kills me

It's easy to **** one like me
for you get on that stage and tremble
do you think it matters
that you are killing me

They tell me not to worry
but how do I take this
are they just being kind
or just *******

I am as insecure as my last work
and I live the pain
for I am nothing
but a **** poor poet


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


They Want Me Dead

Those of the black arts
want me dead
the circle of hate
want me dead

They hate me as if I was a Jew
they would gas me if the could
but they have no chance
for I am already dead

My ****** veins are hollow
and echo dead man walking
oh let them wish
that they want me dead

Hush my love
you know I love insults
it gives me an excuse
to justify the hurt

Oh they want me dead
I will give them that
as I shove me fist
right down their throats


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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