She burns Nova
and she is so live
I can't let her go
not without her pilot

He makes grim look like heaven
for her captain is fighter elite
wow that black clad *******
Neon will make her burn nova

He just keyed 300 disciplines
now just watch him fly
he is and he is will
I think he is going to burn the skies

On to the deck
oh sweet glory
we are warship
Neon she burns nova

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Most have titles
most have some meaning
this is the start of what I'm feeling

Is it October yet
on this net
where days fold in, on Emails sent

A book or two
would be really cool
I want to play the fame game

I don't mind the shock horror stories
without them most would ignore me
as me a saint with halo bent

Maybe I'd confess
before they write about me
so I'd get all the royalties

So this is the title
and honesty my lot
for this is Title and not all I've got

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This incurable wave of unclean faces
parade outside my fragmented window
holding their hands out in desperation
waiting for the sirens all clear command

Above the heads of these unfortunates
grey skies are laced with despondency
whist I dwell in the tower of hateful things
my sweet brothers do wait and prey for me

It is far too hot in here
this is where evil gives birth
this is the place I must destroy
smash it's filthy walls to the ground

The disciples of war hide deep
in bunkers made of lead dense
an underpass to the towers roots
****** the last refugees of hope

Stand fast my brothers
for I will not disappoint
this day I do now commit
all I have for the faith in good

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Drift form sweet where others melt in reality
sing the songs of goodness and of happy heart
those young in soul do try to justify their honour
yet the dry arid days are without knowledge cool
does make pity on the dreadful human mind
as making regalement so sad linear destiny

Till the morning the lonely cry
as dawn comes so slowly defined
so make your discontent a holy trinity
prey with good form pure and right
maybe there could be better days ahead
if with forgiveness you keep your head

What is the call to the brotherhood of man
for most fall from the tree of true Eden
so let the clowns jest and waste sweet days
then make merry their idiotic selfish ways
like in the jet stream of reason
without the clipped wings of time

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We scurried around like rodents
our path makes us as killers
throughout storms we shivered
to the end of the agogi

You that not know our ways
thought as alien
no poetry no art
just the closed blades of war

We were made note not to feel
and no mercy for our enemies
we were V in a pack
and close was our brotherhood

Try with any that still live today
see blind glory their way
see the ancient past
brought back to life

In what they did not need
the poets of Greek Lords

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

A single bomber flies by dropping leaflets
telling all survivors within this city
lay down your arms, war is lost

This last city of patriots once proud
now bend their heads and give prayers
knowing this will be the last stand

This city of marble white 4 months on
is now tainted with the blood of so many
7 million now dead or dying

We will never lay down our arms
we fight to our glorious end
whatever war machines they send

The last ravens do now depart
this now silent sad grey city
as we prepare to die, still Patriots

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

****** Nora
Tony Curtis is dead
I loved that man
and the things he said

I wanted to be called Tony
as a kid
I'd love to call him father
for all that he did

One cool man
now happy in heaven
a smile of beauty
that I would live in

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I know it sounds like I am promising the Earth
but you have yet to see my verse
some may think what a waste and sacrifice
others may hope it's the end of my life

Yet no matter the fact
I'm now on the rack
and the love I feel
I will give straight back

A rebirth is sweet
if promises you keep
and I will deliver
high water and hither

I am not a time waster
I love what I do
I do it for kind hearts
I do it for you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Put the logs on the fire
a brandy on the mantle piece
for I am coming
to fill your socks
I have a bag full of delights
that I want to recant to you

Show you a poet is not just for Christmas
but for the rest of you're life

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You are the call of summers warmth
and in winter a coal filled fire
you who makes me sweet comfort
you, the sharp edge for my inspiration

I am you're storm to command
and I will do your bidding
in hell or high waters
liken to Prosperous loved daughter

No Matter the Tempest
I will stand firm
not matter my faults
I will learn

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am going to cool it for a day or two
thinking too much and getting no sleep
don't want to but I'm burning out
need a rest before the big push

It's been a good month for me
plenty written in poetry
but it's time to rest
for I am running on empty

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I've got a big red bus in my yard
I won one night playing cards
I always dreamed of having one
to travel in it around the world

I'd take some friends with me
so I would not get so lonely
I'd fit it out smart
make it nice and homely

I'd kit it out in sections
a big bed to have *** in
and by the spiral stairs
somewhere to throw the underwear

Down stairs I'd have a diner
a cooler to store the wine in
I 'd make it the best tour bus
why not come and join us

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Butterfly wings
giving the breath of God
those that stay close to the cross
stay close to the tree of life

Part of me wants to go back
to die in the arms of Aphrodite
sweet goddess of love
and perfumed whispers

You gave me manhood with your kiss
open mouthed and full of bliss
back to you're blue waters to bathe
take me back, make this half Greek saved

Last time I was there
I walked from air to my first city
next time I will not be walking
and raindrops will fall like Gods tears

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

There's panic in the streets
cities fall into silence
it is time the thought police
put their helmets on
while the sirens drone Obey

The trickle of truth
running lost down the gutter
hiding the underground
from the Lords of evil intent
those that smile wave their hands
kings of ******* babbled

**** poor political bandits
without a knife between teeth
the irksome kind
that need to walk the boards
come to our level
and walk the boards of Life

By Christos andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sometimes the loss of earth
is a gain to heaven
born in septembers song
a innocent child without sin

Pure in heart
a blessing for being
yet in Autumn
a falling gem

May he be remembered
by those that briefly loved him
may he be remembered
by those that had the gift to know him

A child of earth
is a star in heaven
so look up nightly
and remember Riley

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He stands there on bent knees
******* in the lake
little blue boy
with a smile on his face

I tell you
that kids got some bladder
his rye smile as he ******
makes me want to smack him in the face

Who divvies these ridiculous fountains
I bet they were not ****** Greek
yet the blue boys still *******
with a smile on his face

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Jump back in your sack Jack
I mean to dis
it's not that I hate you all
remember this

Never claim to be all goodness and light
hey, Lady join the fight
don't make a jamboree
for it an't just women that bleed

Cut the talk show the action
then some verse I may retract from
get the cut on being
go back to cool school

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Is knowledge the finite of being
should there be a limit to knowing
would quantum physics
be the same a patting a cat

Would the purring subdue you
give your life self importance
or would it make you think
is this a cat I am stroking

I wonder
is if, a is

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They stare in morbid curiosity
at the poor beast laying there
in the middle of the road
front paws clawing for safety
whilst it's hind legs are flattened

Why doesn't some driver just finish it's dreadful plight
just put it out of it's terrifying prodicament
the cries of this most unfortunate creature
seem to penetrate and make still all that bare witness

Why are they swerving to avoid it
someone finish the poor ******* off
make fast it's painful depature
take away it's lingering agony


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I find it amazing that people eat
larks tongues and chickens feet
black pudding that is dried blood
even goats hooves that have been dancing in mud

Some stuff down there gullets
pigeon pie and Chinese boiled puppy
washed down with snakes blood
from mister grubby's

These foods are surely gruesome goo
roasted crickets and honey ants pooh
never will I eat these foods, never will I be caught
all I know is that, this is food for thought.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Maybe a few more writes
then maybe I will be over my passions
maybe able to control my hatred
or maybe not

I want to tear my heart out
expose the child within
break down the holy wall
to my soul

I need to make good my dark
see chariots to the stars
be all that I was made to be
and silence the foolish

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I will give your life completion
by spells I have gathered
I will show you Gods hell on earth

My dark ways will crush you
making you choke on your lies
I will make the end to you

Think me not holy
think of the pain
that I will make you feel

See a child of war, just that
run if you can, filthy rat
run under the cloak of night

I Will Find You

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Tender is my mammalian fur
blow it stiff and then concur
from camp fires to dinner parties
how far have we really come

Most now over fed and over six foot
and such guzzling monsters of greed
they want that, then want this
grown in rhetoric domains full off ****

If choice was an attitude
and mercy was first in the line
give me the latter
in the war of need

Never to stand down
never to lose faith
never to stand down
Never

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I have had so many chains around me
now it is time that I truly broke free
no more will you tell me how I feel
or how to run my little life in you're eyes

I want to feel the living of stars
know that my heart is still beating
feel hope has not left me
on the sidelines of despair

No more telling me I am lost
a losers without a dream
for I was you're rag doll
and you did split me, at the seams

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

So old and tattered I feel
so warn out and grey
I am breathing my last breath
to the end of my days

Will I be just a hollow memory
in a world of be or not be
should I stamp my feet
that I am not complete

Would death be a friend
call me a friendly foe
would he take me
where I need to go

Maybe he will be a comfort
maybe a good fellow
so maybe I will follow him
into the darkness of night

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We are as stoked as the camp fire
drinking and dancing falling around
throwing our clothes off
our pants to the ground

Then into the sea we go
for some mischief with me
me Jim Stella and Fay
Alex Julie and Dave

Another beach swingers party
oh what fun
with only one rule
not up the ***

It's a right old knees up
if you know what I mean
if you want join us
make sure that you're keen

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I was told to always know my enemies
to know them as I know myself
so I became one, consumed their food
breathed their stars produce of alien air
combusted my intake
made rid of my waste

I stood in their playgrounds of learning
practised the art of something called love
found no happy medium there to recount
so I slipped away by midnight's moon
still studying their particular ways
and the very strange things they say

This recon was a waste of time
mostly harmless is what they are
just mostly harmless
lets keep it that way

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The petals fall so slowly
when love wilts and dies
falling with raindrops
to cold pavements they glide

I wonder what is living alone again
knowing theirs nobody to call a friend
is this loneliness that I feel
maybe time to pop another pill

Make me feel happy
you ****** blue thing
give me sleep
and the dreams that it brings

Yet, that is just an if only
like, if only I was lonely
truly to have no one around
that would be a day profound

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Standing in buildings of self importance
clapping to the wail of screaming banshees
the elite that are so wanting attention
jabber in their madness very loudly

A jester with a blade in his back
tells them dinner is served
then falls twitching to the ground
to be the main course and the sweet

How wonderful they muse, is poverty
starving children with swollen bellies
look what I've giving, look what I've got
yet I am truly soulless and that's my lot

They throw a little to relieve the guilt
in ivory castles they have built
some go to church and pretend to pray
whispering money is power and power is say

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This is where fear turns to bravery
where kindness is given among a hail of bullets
where the victor is one that saves
even with the aspect true of an early grave

Here in the fields of the brave
I sit and praise the fallen
looking at photos of loved ones
I cry and praise the fallen

Each name written in blood
each one I call hero
whist all around me I see
cold hands clasping to the skies

This cold and forgotten battlefield
do now I stand and bow my head
and not for the last time in my life
I praise the fallen.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Hear the screams within the dust and rubble
see all the cities brought to their knees
for this is the end of man
an Earth flattened

God got fed up of listening to the lies
all the prayers of want he despised
listening to the blind testament of man
has now got all too much

Like a mother of a dying child
he slowly puts a pillow over your head
and says a prayer softly
as it smothers you

How sweet the seas look
with the blood of humanity
silence falls relieved
and the Earth has time to heal

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

If you have no life at all
let others follow your dirge
come to Facebook
where the lonely live

Write your pathetic jabbers
meet and make friends with other low life's
see the pics of smiling losers
then add them to your buddy list

Why not let everyone into your life
tell them your inner most secrets
become a Facebook freak
with the useless at your feet

Oh sad and lonely Facebook freaks
jibber jabber all day and night long
join the community of Facebook freaks
can you really be that sad, that wrong

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

How does a machine pure in flesh
treat those so soiled and denigrated
liken to the mist of dogs ****
before the winters shine on them

Yet you, my butterflies of home
with your wings transparent calling
give me the hope of delicate wings
that sing in fluttering ecstasy

We wait for the call to arms
if not our cherubs are laid to waste
and what is our dominion
without their arrows of foolishness

Should that love have order
blind as an *** it is
would that give justice
just for one more kiss

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The city of steel breaks backs with it's burden
stale is the air that circulates this citadel
fleeting of time and space is at a premium
sad faces hollow, all with numbers not names

These cities in clouds of filthy smog
that could even make a rodent retch
hold those within to the untruths of life
given all that dwell here a taste of living Hell

I myself have gone to some of these coastal hell holes
watched them pump disease into browning seas
plastic mixed with detritus, chemicals abundant
then shed tears form the death of the seas it brings

Stay in your backyard sessions of books of lies
strangle hopes puppies where traitors do apply
put all that care for them
encapsulated in a vial of sin

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They smile watching the little people
in sad parade of the rush hours calling
whilst they peer down in satisfaction
from towers dark and looming, made from grief

Those that reside aloft, live by that code
that one who rules, rules without law
they love to see you work your fingers to the bone
and when it all gets too much, see you, let out a groan

They will not hesitate to use the whip
trying to get what is left of your hollow lives
******* breath from you and bleeding you dry
foul and evil in there cogitation attitude

These are the wicked that sell and buy
land mines to maim, mothers to cry
these are the creatures that worship greed
they attain for want and not for need.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka Neonsolaris

So tender you sleep my love
I forget that all this is really real
the fragrant scents of summer mornings
with it's green and wondrous crystal dew
make for a parliament of nature
that may have loving whispers to say

This my perfect morning
knowing all are kind around me
feeling safe in the arms of my love
no hidden agenda's or fake smiles
just a being of beginning, wanting peace
just a soul, wanting to live again free

How wondrous we are
yet how we mar
in wicked ways
and sinful deeds
you may throw rocks
but can the rocks throw you

Thinking in delicate numbers
an over riding switch
like a witch with white spells
singing to wishes sweet
don't let the fears take you
for deliverance is in this land

Here the hearts of man
they are guarded holy
such forests full of light
still the Earth does not shake
as we float gently in dreams
that are made of dandelion and burdock

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I find it amazing that people eat
larks tongues and chickens feet
black pudding that is dried blood
even goats hooves that have been dancing in mud

Some stuff down there gullets
pigeon pie and Chinese boiled puppy
washed down with snakes blood
from mister grubby's

These foods are surely gruesome goo
roasted crickets and honey ants pooh
never will I eat these foods, never will I be caught
all I know is that, this is food for thought.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Drift form sweet where others melt in reality
sing the songs of goodness and of happy heart
those young in soul do try to justify their honour
yet the dry arid days are without knowledge cool
does make pity on the dreadful human mind
as making realuntent so sad linear destiny

Till the morning the lonely cry
as dawn comes so slowly defined
so make your discontent a holy trinity
prey with good form pure and right
maybe there could be better days ahead
if with forgiveness you keep your head

What is the call to the brotherhood of man
for most fall from the tree of true Eden
so let the clowns jest and waste sweet days
then make merry thier idiotic selfish ways
like in the jet stream of reason
without the clipped wings of time

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This incurable wave of unclean faces
parade outside my fragmented window
holding their hands out in desperation
waiting for the sirens all clear command

Above the heads of these unfortunates
grey skies are laced with despondency
whist I dwell in the tower of hateful things
my sweet brothers do wait and prey for me

It is far too hot in here
this is where evil gives birth
this is the place I must destroy
smash it's filthy walls to the ground

The disciples of war hide deep
in bunkers made of lead dense
an underpass to the towers roots
****** the last refugees of hope

Stand fast my brothers
for I will not disappoint
this day I do now commit
all I have for the faith in good

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This is where they fall
this where life turns to death
in circular fine sands
mottled by the hopeful in blood

This is where steel hits shield
where blade cuts net
in a never ending battle
of life with no regrets

This a place, a slave may become free
where a wooden sword makes commitment
a place of solace for a warrior
yet an unkind arena to kind intent

For mercy is by the sword
by the blood and sweat of men
and to fight for your freedom
is all that a slave man can

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

How sweet it is to feel man
to know he is frail and delicate
to know war to end and all wars
just will not come, it's far too late for that

Our cute children grow up to ****
not just for selfish greed
for some of the evil is pure
it to them is deaths divinity

We watch you all day long
watch you ****,
pick your noses
try to lie to get to heaven

Not one of you will know that glorious kingdom
for none of you are willing to die this cold bleak night
so whist heaven waits for man to become gods
we in corners of reason make bets for a messiah

Another flame in the darkness
a candle to make light dark work
to discover the wonderful reason
the wonderful reason of being

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

So I have become a nobody
a boy not loved or cared for
the sweet pain of loss
courses through my veins

The poisonous lies you call
all the promises you make
are now so hollow in my mind
now I know your words are fake

Make merry your time in stupidity
blank it's mundane your dire fluidity
throw corrosion to the winds timed
then watch the sirens take you in

Sleep on the poverty of ignorance
dwell in the city of laughable follies
enrich your life in unthinkable good
for you are the merchant of despair

I pity not your wickedness
and would claim a place
where you would be in comfort
down deep in the belly of the beast

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The cold clammy fingers of night
creak slowly across the floorboards
as I stare at the flickering fireplace
my heart begins to up pace to race

The flooding feelings that all is not safe
brings panic to my terrorised mind in haste
I feel hands on my shoulders
yet I cannot look around
for I am frozen in fear
as I know death is here

He plays with my hair
twilling it round his bony fingers
then leans down to whisper in icy breath
did you really think you could escape me
did you really, he sniggers
say goodbye to the light

Say hello to forever night

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sitting past the reeds
upon a willow tree
the kingfisher surveys
his watery larder

With keen polaroid eyes
a victim he spies
and measuring distance
he makes his next move

A flicker in thought
his blue metallic wings
now do go into action
such a beautiful thing

Down from the branches
wings folded back
he darts into the stream
by the banks waters edge

The minnow that was hunting
has now become the hunted
and out of crystal waters
the kingfisher is victorious

Out of the stream
with feathers to preen
after a hearty fill
of minnow and bream

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She brushed her hair in the mirror of time
looking at the reflections of what could of been
looking with solemn tears in her eyes
as her refection smiled and faded away

The ticking of her carriage clock
sent her into a state of pity
she formed a hollow scream
deep within her subconscious

She shivery melted like a candle
by the chimes of midnight songs
and the glow within her beauty
started to dim and die

She had been in the crossfire
the crossfire of love and hate
but she was of star stuff
and no one could dictate

For she held time in her pocket
and she made space for herself
she was a degree above burning
and her light was pure as grace

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Are you really playing Snakes and Ladders
after all this time, is it really worth it?
an extra go for throwing six
what happens if you get three of them

We still have a safe place for you
if you do what we ask you to
do not run from the sun
the burn will be everywhere

So come to our cool waters
come where truly love rules
see our cities in the stars
beyond the lost heart of Mars

See that suns and moons smile
filling the darkness with light
sparks bringing new life
in cold corners of the night

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

So suddenly Susan was found
up there, on the hilltop
so sudden her parents chill
as their heart felt winters pain

The storm was not forecast that day
when she went out with friends to play
she'd taken her sleigh from under her bed
that's the last time they saw her, for now she is dead

And forever crying mummy, up on that hill
forever wanting to come back, with all her will
Up on that hilltop.... she did die
up there, on that hilltop

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We are called strange
all over this planet
yet we have always been here
so you should climb that apple wall

We are the scream in darkness
that whisper of kind merciful hearts
that touch of light
in the cold moonlight

How long do we dance
to your rhythm of time
how long do we dance
without the sanctity of rhyme

If only we made paper planes
just for you to explain
that this is not origami
but a way of a lesser life

How strange it feels
to wear this amour again
how I wish I was not here
to see the bitter end

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Scatter the ashes
scatter the ashes
see the tears in my eyes
as I scatter the ashes

See the broken me
as I scatter the ashes
scatter the ashes
from the broken me

To feel this hurt
so deep within
so I scatter the ashes
and a part of me dies

So I scatter the ashes
scatter the ashes
and the tears I shed
are for the love of you

The sullen dark skies
lazily drift in the coming darkness
yet I scatter the ashes
for I am lost without you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris and Larna Kourtis

Lord Neptune's daughters
sit fast to their rocks
like Grotesque limpets
singing their songs to the sea
for the sirens sing for blood
that of warm blood of mariners

To the howl of the wind
and the dreadful din
as waves crash onto this hell
many ****** are tossed abound
then commence to run aground
onto beaches of razor sharp shells

Hideous screams of victory
echo over this foul land
and these wretches of piscine descent
now feed on the carcass of man.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris