I mean to show you I love you
show you how much I care for you
do all that you ask of me
for I am your military tool

You gave me flags of angry thoughts
adorned me in fighting warrior black
I need your orders of what is your bidding
my sweet lord we have little time, I am not kidding

Would you like me to slaughter them all
smite this world of parasites
your bidding is my command
know my mark in ancient lands

Come on my sweet one
so many years have we shared
goddess of wars and all good you do
I mean to show you that I still love you

Look at all my scars I gave for you
see the flags I planted for you
yet I wait for you to give me my last orders
for I mean to show you how much I love you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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I was sane once before they threw me out
into the blue black mad sea
I tried to clamber back in
but the ******* rowed away

Should I tread water
till another sanity boat comes my way
for I see a island over yonder
I think that will be the place I stay

I may build my own sanity boat
and cast it to the sea
wave it a good voyage
for in it will not be me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I hold your shadow wanting release
for you are my midnight mistress
such complexity of vows
you are my majesty of grace

This night as you look down on me
with your silken veil across your face
have pity on my loneliness
I am desolated without your embrace

You will never fade from my eyes
for you shine on me from far away
my love for you will span the end of time
sweet Andromeda come to my arms

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

A different head he wears daily
changing attitudes and beliefs
he speaks in many tongues
but he love's only one

Pretty when vexed
ugly when warring
one of Deaths bad boys
a creature of the night

He is capable of undying love
classes himself a grade A super being
he can **** by thinking
which he tries not to do, too often

Fixation is his middle name
when on one of his hate campaigns
he can be a nasty piece of work
this culture Chameleon

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I will lay down like a puppy for you
show you my underbelly
make myself vulnerable to you
tickle me till my legs turn to jelly

Don't reject my wagging tail
for I have been beaten wicked before
all I want is just one mistress
that I can love and truly adore

Oh pity me mistress
for all I ask for is love
please be tender to me
care for me with kitten gloves

Just let me snuggle down with you
and do my best to protect you
I will do my best to honour
and never would disrespect you

I know I am just a dog
a dog that needs a home
I don't want to end my life
all on my ****** own


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He pulled his loving victim from the jeep
then proceeded to drag her to the shack
she had made him mad, calling him creep
so this was to him, his answer to her back

He kicked open the door
then he threw her to the floor
he was gonna do some cutting
while she still was alive

He went to his rusty knife cupboard
not one like old mother Hubbards
opening it he cried pitifully, what am I to do
then sobbed for he had the slaughter house blues

He picked her off the floor
he did not want to **** any more
waking her with smelling salts, he knew what he had to do
he asked for her hand in marriage, to cure his slaughter house blues


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


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She did hear me in the courtyard
she did hear me a lark from the meadows
for me and her did have unfilled soils
and both in love wanting to sow our seeds

From her window top I greeted her
pulled down her skirt and she made her escape
we kissed as we fell into the flowers
I will never forget that day, forever more

In the field green lush grass behind us
cows were being brought in for milking
we presumed to take it to the next level
we both were doing some grunting and much mooing

They had never wanted us to be together
so we made it our last and pure task
to then in the warm winds together
bathe in summer fields of human faults and hemlock



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That day I travelled down from London
to honour your death, we got lost
took the wrong motorway to the coast
did not see you rise as mother and ghost

I was late, so ****** late that day
and I can not forgive myself
they pointed to me at a distance
pointed where you had been cremated

So by a chapel I laid my flowers
and I cried for you mother broken hearted
for I had missed the passing of you mother
mother my heart still aches for you

When I was young I wanted to die for you
and a bit of me does still
that day when you were sent away
I did not have the privilege to see you go

My heart still breaks
make no holy mistake
that I had not the honour
to wave goodbye to you that day

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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Some days the tide of pain overwhelms me
and god do my lungs burn unbearably
then I cough for Jesus
blood clots and bits of lung
but I will be dammed if I'm gone

I will do my utmost to cheat death
for I have too much work to do
I will not go down easy
I will leave this world the way I came in
kicking and screaming for breath

I get so annoyed at my friends
looking at me with sympathetic eyes
I don't want them to feel sorry for me
as I fight hard for my life
yet do slowly in pain die

So I lock myself away with the only love I have
and suffer for my art on my own and in private


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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There he lays with killing claws
so snug, on my warm lap
I smile as he looks so cute
he even left a bird by my feet

Oh Bas it's a mucking sparrow
you little ******* with eyes so narrow
I know you know what I am saying
but goodness sake it's a sparrow

I don't think I should pat you
you murderous little brat
does that poor bird
warrant a cat slap

And you purr
so Juvenal
and in contentment
you cutely snug saying

Here you are daddy
I hope you will eat
a Sparrow for Monday
to bury and keep


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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On a trip ship to Saturn Nine
I met this chick on the gunner deck
she was a class one warrior, just like me
we kissed and showed our availability

She took me there and then
I hoped it would never end
she slapped me around
and gave me such a licking

I drop kicked her over the dining table
and she nutted me in the face
you have to be ******* military
when you are fighting out in space

All the grunts were cheering
giving us the go go go
that day fired me up, I was in such a stupor
that's when I lost my virginity to a starship trooper

Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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She is my food, she is my substance
I was made by her light and still love her
she gave me glories, never seen before
she touched me with a pure gentle caress

I would be nothing without her honoured touch
and I can not live without her
so I kneel to her everyday, and say
Oh sweet glory to you my love poetry

Without her kindness to me
without my faith in her
I would starve to death
for she is my food

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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She left me dishevelled
she left me broken in pieces
she left me to die here
as the petals did fall

She starved me of water
denied me the food of love
all she gave me was winter in my heart
as my petals did fall

It is mid summer now
yet I am in the shade
I can not see the sun
as my petals fall

I am wilting fast
my head is hanging low
my life is nearly over
as the petals fall


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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So long ago was the rebellion
when shield and sword clashed
how mighty those battles
far, far from our homes

All were once the same
till he shot his big mouth off
and a division was made
we knew then this was rebellion

Brother and brother locked in combat
sister and sister fighting to ones defeat
never should this battle of taken place
all because of jealousy of the human race


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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Faith is the counterpoint to fear
for not all as it seems to appear
something great is hatching
from the great wings of the lords

Oh my sweet little blue planet
in a forgotten part of the universe
how beautifully you shine
in the darkness of cold space

It's time to embrace change
this is the order of things
it's time to think again
this is the order of things

Super light beings are standing
sentinels from many other worlds
all called together to earth
for this the order of things


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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Skipping along plucking mushrooms
with the putrid stench on her breath
she has no idea that she is walking
she is walking straight to hell
she milks wicked black cats
to make creamy mushroom soup

Evil little maiden most spiteful
the kid that drowns kittens in wells
she knows she will fall soon
she knows it very well
and all her evil minions
will follow her straight to hell

She would love to be
just like you and me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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This old dark London of cobbled streets
where narrow allies hold many secrets
where muffin sellers barter their wares
and women of ill repute call seductively

In the flood lights of the Thames
that resist guidance of it's citazans
the sound of clattering hooves
reverberates around this decaying city

This city riving in pestilence
where beggar and thieves
hold an unholy alliance
in blood black as tar

This is where to find the Bow Street Boys
before the fields of Whitechaple
by bailey and justice
and the call of Bow Bells

My city of substance and commerce
my city of greed I will never understand
this city of poverty and fear
this city.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I fell asleep after a bottle of wine

never thought you were so unkind

to get our children to draw over me

to spell that word on my forehead C.U. something T

what kind of mother are you to do that

then to take pictures what happy snaps

oh your so funny you really are

but sorry this time you have gone too far



So I wait till your in the state of sleep

for this is vengeance that I will keep

so snip by snippet I cut your hair

while you sleep totally… Continue
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She had balance of voice and sung so sweet with serenity
denying the need of a safety net or a rope around her waist
her family waited at the other end and had included her friends
she danced over the precipice with a wicked smile and style
and singing all the way, this sweet mystic magical tightrope singer

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

There she laid in soft coral white sand
she a mermaid a subject in the sand
her eyes were as blue as Greek skies
but it was the heart within I did desire
for we had felt each other in our hearts
when she called me from the sea
I was the one to give her the kiss of life
when she spat sea water and choked
she held my arms as she would be my wife
my God what was I thinking when I did
She was a subject in the sand
and all she wanted of me was
oh my, it was kipper cheeks
and ****** chicken lips
have you heard a mermaid scream
I tell you never do
she was a wicked Sea Cow
like, you know ... Meow
By Christos andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We walk by the river side
wanting the sky to fall
planes fly tree line low
she ducks her head as we go
as I hold tight to her hand

She has the look of eloquence
her eyes burn into my eyes
and by the riverside
we spot a blue dragonfly
we watch it's shimmering wings as it flies

We stop for a few moments
to watch this baby fly
as we care for all
and none care for us
as we are just planes and dragonflies


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sunlight shines on it's surface
it's marble radiates smiles back to the blue
it could be said by some people
that it looks like a rocket
waiting to go heaven bound
if it did the toll of bells would be the only sound

White doves do coo in crevices
tending their young on such a majestic perch
then when twelve chimes do ring out
in the glory of kind mornings now gone
the last chime bids the serenade of evening
and all the doves do fly, from this beautiful spire


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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The locals knew someone lived on the face of the cliff
it was a legend past down from father to son in whispers
only at night could someone see him by the light of the moon
yet as slowly as the sun climbed above the sea, he disappeared
Many looked in crooks nooks and crannies
but the search was futile and much in vain
yet now and then in the depths of night
some did hear his distant forlorn cry
Many had heard his wind swept pleas
his sad lament was always repeated
oh mercy give me perseverance and strength
for all my sins I do repent, by the marrow of puffins bones
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Synaesthesia... Seeing music in colours words in colours feelings In colours
The gift of seeing music in colours
the curse of feelings in colours dark
to know words in colours
is that Godhood's in me
Let those that think on a higher level
know that the master of colours is near
he called me in claimed winds
and then told me a storm will begin
He said I think you know me
look into the murky seas for me
for soon I will come from the sea
in sepia profound dark glory
Then the sea shells sung
with no inhabitants in
for water does crush on cliffs
to claim the land again
But the colour is blue
is what Is seen of the sea
with algae to match green for sure as well
for she is generous to gives us air to breath
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

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

Be careful when lighting one of these off
they are Chinese lanterns of destruction
a deadly cocktail of fire candle and air
see all the fireman coughing everywhere

Hey just ***** that candle
and goodness move that couch
are you ****** insane, know
the danger of Chinese lanterns

Hey put that ****** lighter away
don't be a crazy wild man
they are a true fire hazard
that's the danger of Chinese Lanterns

Never despise a fire dragon
for they come in many forms
some bloated and cumbersome
but so liken to dragons full of fire


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris




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This game of Marco Polo
you mimic without shame
a wild one you are truly
your love, I can never tame

You lead me up the garden path
like a teddy bear to a picnic
you crush my heart like seashells
in Mary's garden, hiding in the thicket

I am blue now, and never blow my horn
thinking still, of my love for you
I wish that I had never been born
after the fairy stories you told me

I am now just a thread bitten doll
a puppet with nothing to do
and wonder where Andy Pandy is this evening
maybe, behind the bike shed with Louby Lou


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Did your heart beat faster
whilst mine did slow
was your soul bathed
in a midnight moonlit glow
you hastened to open
but hear me, it is closed
redundant desires
shattered dreams
your gift was all!
was it all what it seemed
betrayal denial are synonymous
to your unkind selfish temples
I would rather break my sword in half
then protect your city gates again
I see on the horizon
dark clouds amass
and while I face the wind to meet it's fury
you and your kin huddle in quite corners
patting yourselves on the back
in embryonic adulation
this babbling banality
claims of a better cult
a new distorted religion
another twisted dank avenue
that beckons you to hells chapels
there I am sure you fit in
as loyalty is from within.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the pit there is something stirring
in the pit there is something whirring
a strange glow issues from within
pale creatures, start climbing out the rim

They have very large heads
big bulbous red eyes
ones holding up a box
telling me there's a present inside

It walks in stuttering movements
as the others start to follow
what are these creatures
where from, what depths below

The box is made of granite
with my name on it's silver lid
it hands it to me, with a invite inside
telling me of a party in the pit

Shaking in refusal my head
I tell them to wait till I'm dead
for I am still somewhat rather fit
to be invited to a party in the pit


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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Mental Health Issues

They call me a mental health issue
they call me, one that is at risk
they think I could top myself
maybe slit my thinning wrist

Yes I have problems
and rather messed in the head
but who did this to me
what and whom did break me

I remember when I was young
throwing cowboy and Indians into coal fires
I'd watch them melt at a distance
just as governmental laws did us

And when we came back f*ked up
they did not give a dogs ase about us
for we were used and truly abused
and we all have mental health issues

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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I remember when we on that sunny afternoon
grabbed a Hanson to the Lyons tearooms
we were rather jolly and full of mischief
when in there you dropped your silk gloves
I bent down to pick them up, slowly you did lift your skirt
your legs did part, with a naughty devilish smile pert

We drank Earl Grey by the *** full
strawberry cream cakes with filling cool
laughing how extraordinary it was to find each other
both spirits of freedoms never forgotten
you pushed a cream cake in my face
and I got the cream down your blouse of lace

Then we started kissing and wanting more
that's when the staff showed us the door
and as we ran down the muddy cobbled road
you grabbed my arm and said let's stop I'm cold
pulling me in with eyes of wanton lust
you had your way with me at last


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
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You Of Troy Lives Forever

The last tide deep
I came to rescue my queen
for the fever of my king
did bid me as his warlord

Your eyes I could dive into
your voice when you say my name
I know you of beauty and intellect
for you of Troy lives in my heart forever

I am hurting because of circumstance
and my therapists you know my ways
don't judge this broken Greek
for in Sparta he was a solider
and the ***** meowing will do fine

He has no idea that the war is over
and in the distance of soft words
he knows a Helen when he see's one
for he is that star, her one true
he that claims to be a star

Know my name
know you met Gods only
her sword of fury
her poet Mozart, poet to the art

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

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Their Queen Is Dead

There is discord in the air
her sisters are in chaos
for early this morning
they found their aged queen dead

Royal jelly is being fed
to the growing grubs hungry heads
the body of their withered dead queen
now is thrown out of the hive kept clean

Sentinels are posted by the entrance
as the new queens start to hatch
only one of the new fighting brood
will wear the honeycomb crown

The sisters watch on in anticipation
as these new queens fight to the death
they hold on to each other and start to sting
for only one ****** queen will eventually win

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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The Crystal Lake

There was some frantic pounding at my door
it was just after morn summertime, around four
and there she stood wet and bedraggled
holding her neck as if she had been strangled

Her normal austere persona was diminished
she was uttering absolute gibberish
so I sat her down patted her crown
telling her I'd make a nice cup of tea

I did dare to look back
as I walked to the kitchenette
she had a hue of blue about her
something strange I surmised

After a sweet cup of tea
she did begin to tell me
told me something was going on
something strange is at the crystal lake

She grabbed my hand
pulled me off my chair
begged me with trembling lips
to come with her to there

She was running as fast as the fury of the winds of winter
I with much struggle, was just able to keep up with her
but her desperate pleas for me to hurry
did give me strength to carry on

As we reached our destination
it looked as the lake was on fire
for the crystal lake and sky
was bathed in sapphires

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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Just Like Rain

Just like rain it did fall
people were crying in the street
the old were becoming young again
and love did fill the air

Babies gargled with contentment
all did throw down their weapons
many had tears in their eyes
just like rain

I watched from a distance
mankind holding hands
I cried with joy
tears streaming down my eyes

I called my army to leave this place
for at last mankind had found peace
we had bled many years for this day
just like rain

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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