In the hotel room we rush
a waterfall is going to gush
throwing her on the bed
I get the handcuffs out as she had said

She's dressed herself the way she likes it
with fk me high heels and crotchless *******
So I cuffed her to the bed
as she gives me serious head

There's mirrors on the wall
there's mirrors on the ceiling
I put on a lesbian flick
she plays with her swollen bits

I see her neck all red and a blushing
she is my hot hell cat, who loves to receive
she is so soaking wet and talking so *****
she cries fk me baby till you hurt me

She lifts her sweating body to mine
saying come on baby, it will be fine
she wants to play nasty to come
with some ******* fantasy film fun


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

It spun and fell
to earth to dwell
it's divine wings broken
blooded and forsaken
and tears fell from it's eyes
growing forests of forgiveness

Looking at the choked skies above
it watched that all that it loved
all the kind all the hope
fade in the deaths of his kin
nothing could it do
fire had ended it's legions

Picking up it's sword of justice
holding out it's slender hand
called for phoenixes day
a prayer for the calm
vowing to stay here
and to do no harm

It Dwells in the forest of forgiveness
in the realms of dreams
it's silver amour
still adored
and the city of God
still deep within it's heart

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It was in december when they came for her
she had been coming home in her Volkswagen car
there was a flash of light on her windscreen
and then from the drivers seat she was gone

Why they took her I will never know
four years later she did make a show
her face was ashen and her dress was in tatters
and she was gibbering like a mad hatter

She told us she had been taken
told us to the highest heaven and deepest of hells
we looked up at the skies after that
after the unfortunate taking of Lillia Bell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Her name was Vehemently Vermont
she did get whatever she did want
her name was everywhere
in Curious Towns square

That woman could sing the dead out of their beds
take birds **** and turn it into unleavened bread
she was one of a kind, that bird of mine
my cheerio girl sweet Vehemently Vermont

She was a star within a star
and lord and lady of Mars
and I loved her till her end
as Vehemently Vermont I did send


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh she is such a little lier
is that Tilly Tell Tales
every recess or breathing space
their she is whispering into associates ears
telling her tales the long and big ones

I don't think she knows that no one listens
she's told far too many, they start to get old
but she will keep up the jabber and gabber
from one tale to another
she is such an ***, that Tilly Tell Tales

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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



Bby Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I don't care if you think I'm gay
would it matter if my bread was buttered that way
as poetry is my sweet love
I'm married to her with convictions

I'd rather eat a cat alive
the spend a moment by your side
I am not a Poet of convenience
so married to her with convictions

Soon ten years strong
will we have been carrying on
we swapped rings in secret
and were married to our convictions

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I felt I was drowning in cement
as powerful was their lament
then suddenly the door opened
and I was torn into their world

I was static in mind and frozen
just another fool to be chosen
to frequent this enslaving shop
to knuckle down or be fire wood

My limbs now made of plastic
my mind a void just numb
I thought I was helping
yet now, I have become one

To sing in duets of madness
while my strings are pulled
this way, that way
I'm broken and fooled

Some strings you may see
some invisible, some kettle ***
is for mercy is this in kindness
is this truly now all I've got

Another doll just wooden within
suffering and screaming for help
in a shop of petrifaction
Marionettes, is now where I dwell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You are as tender as a tudor rose at sunsets goodbyes
you are my blushing beauty with crimson hues
and as night falls all around us
you transform to match the complexion of the moon

Your companionship is a blessing heaven sent
all my admiration and dedication is to you
if I ever wrong you,may I be cast to the gates of hell
for I follow your mission to our great ambitions

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

From morning till the end of night
just coffee whiskey and poetry
and for my break times
I rant about some poor *******
who has unfortunately slated me

I am as wild as they come
and I don't seem to have a off switch
so when in bad moods
and boy do I get some
I act like one major *******

I would love to point the blame on my life
but that won't cut it with the sharpest of knifes
I know what my bad moods makes me look you see
but I am so far too gone now, don't forgive me
sitting here with my coffee whiskey and poetry


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

From out of the deep recesses of times continuum
the unfamiliar child appeared to cry wolf
for inside this child there was a planet blue
which was being slowly murdered from within
on the face of this world stood the citadels of chaos
empires built with greed and the bones of the poor.

This unjust displacement of light
called the broken arrow of faith
made the soldiers of misfortune
stand in glorious stalemate static
and in the garden of everyone's Eden
did the flowers of hope start to wilt.

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

All communications are cut
all that we are is changing
we have been called to port
this will be our fair well salute

Ethiopians with books holy
do lay them about our feet
as the sky does turn dim
here comes our black fleet

Kneeling down he said his  his God of hate
all talks had broken down, no more time to negotiate
standing up he grabbed the bomb that was on his bed
and with the care of a butterfly strapped it to his body

Then from the  he adorned his body armour
got the guns from his sports bag and out the door he walked
heading down to Capital Hill, he shot people as they ran
on his radio he contacted the other four same destination heading

Through his Eva carbon helmet he could hear distant gun fire
then from the air a helicopter came to hover in front of him
he pulled out his mini tactical high energy laser from his backpack
and with a smile on his face, aimed it and shot the mother down

From behind he felt high velocity shots hit his armour
he fell to his knees and spun around and saw the troops
with a steady arm he shot a hyper din sound device
all that was left of the enemy was melted metal and ash

Getting up he marched on, across the green lash grass
he heard a message on the radio to activate stealth shields
switching the device on and laughing
the field was open to demonstrations of their power


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

So many months we have been at sea
silent running bellow the blue
we loyal submariners
do what we have to do

Our weapon is stealth
a hawk with an eye on the ocean
a leopard of the sea
a wolf in dolphin clothing

We want to go home
there is not one here
that does not miss
there familles

The engines over head
wanting distraction, our deaths
that one was close
this one we know

We know they have got us
so we look at our faded photos
as the depth charges
securer our fate


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By moonlight I scream my verse
knowing virtue is my curse
windows open curtains blowing
I am piano playing and musing

Thinking in waves of silence
I am a hollow reed
a pond of light
that you may bathe in

And when I die
I will be streaming kindness
and the frogs in my pond
will shed tears for me

I should not be forgiven
for being one of black dress
I am proud of the fact
that my discipline never fractured

To the end of me
to the end
poetry truly
is my friend

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By the bridge of evenings fall


where the cobwebs of spiders endeavor


do make sweet the calls of winters forevers


I wave to you from the other side of the bridge


hoping that you do glace and smile at me




I know I am not what you call...  old


yet truly I have a heart of gold


peoples misunderstandings of me


my crazy love of battling with poetry


I know I am obsessive-compulsive




Know that you are my sweet flower


my rose among the thorns


know that I love you like a sister


with passion, I call my friend


here is my heart I lay like a red rose




Worry not the winds


or the tempest within


your heart is burning


come now with me


to the winds that kiss this bridge




It's time to meet in the middle


let us see how deep this chasm is


take heart my dear friend and leap with me


do as you can see me be


and openly defy this curse of gravity




By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

To inspire other poets is nothing less then an honour
so whilst this Poet lives his true to God idealism's
with not one hesitation will do his utmost
to help to love and nurture others of this wondrous art

To inspire and write from the heart
to love with undying passion
this wonderful and unquenchable fire
and not just to write, but to inspire

So with this pro and spout
that I love poetry without a doubt
know I go fearless into the fire
poetry forever and the honour to inspire


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Paper cups skip across the green fields
gently pushed by warm summer winds
I know the gig has finished
but the music is still in my head

So I stand here waiting for the rain
for then all my tears will be hidden
I will stand in the downpour
till all my crying is ridden

I hear the clang of empty cans
and the whistle of bottle rims
I will stay in this field of trash
till I don't feel trash myself, anymore


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sisters and Brothers
go fearless into the fire
for I do stand by your side
and soon all my banners will be known

Do not fear a master of battles
for I am not your enemy
for I am loyal to the light
her warrior of delight

I fear none and smite who I will
those who dare to test me
see' what it means
to feel Gods will


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

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

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

That day did scare me
I think I was about aged five
that day daddy struck you to the ground
right in front of me

It was imprinted into me
that terrible sight
dad and you had a fight
because he had been gambling all night

I felt helpless and frightened
so I focused on the background
this is why I remember
the blue flowered wallpaper

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

No time for day, just night
no change in temperature
only humidity.

This midnight cathedral
is a home to many
in this cold dark domain.

Blind small crickets scamper
around in bat droppings
anaemic spiders feed.

Bats breeding babies fall
eye less fish swim in pools
grubs and such on the walls.

Seeping through porous rock
rushing water sounding
rains from the land of light.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

What it means to be real
what is it like to suffer and feel
oh I really do the business
caring not for myself

I cough and splutter
like a madder ******
this is my *******
what it means to be real

My star ship is at maximum yield
till the broken loss off my shields
just watch this starship burn fast
the glorious starship Neon Solaris

Pods did fly
maybe some did survive
well if not
I would not be here

That is what
oh that is what it means
to be real
oh to be real

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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The purser can still hear the cries
on that night, on the cold seas
the haunting shouts in the darkness
muffled shouts of help the helpless

That terrible night that the lady sank
when the lights went out replaced by stars
waiting and praying in the darkness
waiting for rescuers some just for release

In a distant lifeboat a child was sobbing
Mummy please wake up Please
and they turned her over the side
giving a hand to the next in the water to survive

The ship unsinkable
was a ship sinkable
made to the depths of the sea
with chilled patrons liken to you and me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Time will call me soon to account
tell me I have had my lot
I will tell time, No I don't want to go
from cradled death to cot

I am gonna tell time
I'm not finished yet
I have so much still to do
I will treat him like a cat and tell him to shoo

And if he brings Death with him
I will laugh in his face
for he can't take me away
from the human race

Maybe I will not open my door
just shout thought the Letter box
Just take a running jump
you and yer chump.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Every Sunday no matter rain or shine
I head to the hilltop to visit your shrine
my arms full of your favourite flowers
the ones you loved in April showers

I lay them down on your tomb
and tell you I will be with you soon
far too long have I been without you
forget you my love, I would never do

Your love was unending and pure
and I have an army just to your name
all soon will be joined in mighty energy
this is for the dire defeat of you

How long have I trekked for you
did all that you wanted me to do
your smile from cold blue skies
in puffy clouds you did bow

It comes in all forms the winter storm
and by your glory I have many forms
now it's time to turn my attack
vengeance of truth, I will hit them back


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Can you see him looking jittery
look at his darting eyes
I know what that ******* is
he's a ****** ticking chicken

See the bulge at his waistline
tick tick tick soon be time
and in a packed department store
what a **** of a *****

******* coward with your bastardized religion
you want to blow the **** up and **** us all
you are nothing but **** to me
so go to hell you ****, as a ******* fool


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Cassiopeia opened her gown
******* full of new milk and very round
she called to the infant gods, she kept
the wailing kind, that could never sleep

Yet her sweet mother milk
that wondrous substance
did sustain them
sweet mothers milk

A mothers love comes in droplets
they give you their life energy
if God should have a face
it would be a mothers effigy


by Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


By NeonSolaris

© 2010 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Sitting in the field of dreams
I waited for my friends to appear
one by one they did rise
there right out of the ground

They spout like daisies on a summers morn
and from white to black they do adorn
they are my subjects and I am their wizard
shielding their reptilian hide from all weathers

Here we congregate
sometimes regorgertate
our prime directives
and all our creature fates

Do we need to care
well just let me say
whatever you do
don't let your dreams run away

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh do try to spit in my eye
please just try
you do kiss ***
whilst I never do

Get your sycophants to love you
try whatever you want to do
but get it straight lady
I don't love you

Does this mean war
no not with a dumb *****
a worded incompetent
nothing more then a runt

I am not here to play
may you write everyday
I hope your words ****
every ***ng day

Your doing well
so so ***ing well
and when you finish
I will drag you down to hell

Byy By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Don't they all want to believe it
wanting to be venturous and bold
well little kit kits
it's hell to get here

Wear cuts still bleeding
scares that never diminish
so do you really want to be
like me... venturous and bold

Come if brave and full of *****
see hells that you can't debunk
know my wings still bleed
for the sad bigots you are

All around do know me when they meet me
be aware I am not one of you
for I fight wars cold
venturous and bold

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In it's semiprecious form whatever the stakes
hurting and so wanting for the final curtain call
the substances it pours into it's life's body
it knows will eventually **** songs of imprisonment

Where the seven sister's, their heads to the skies
will watch in anticipation knowing soon the recharge
soon is the day of Mercury's sweet messenger
the hurting and the wanting will then not continue

It will not release the speech it was given
for it's silence and faith will pull it though
and when it fads from view
know now that it loved you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Walking in the hall of spirits, I see your face

I know you know that I am here to, and it hurts

you once made me smile and my heart was yours

but the blanket of disappointment has made us cold

All the warmth we shared has slowly disappeared

in our desperate attempts we tried to hold on

yet now I understand the fighting is over

for truly our love is over, really over forever

To our sin we held on

for both our fathers left us

to fend for ourselves

we both did suffer for that

Let me bow to you

my friend and kind heart

it hurts much inside

but I know we at last must part

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She stands outside the convenience store
always with a big smile on her sweet face
she offers sweets to the passers bys
with a twinkle in her piercing green eyes

I always stop to have a chat with her
and inevitably you end up with a sweet
that girls out here in all weathers
giving her yum yums away on the street

I call her my sweet yum yum girl
and now that name sticky sticks
five minutes of chat is enough with her
as too many sweets shoved in your mouth
boy oh boy, can that make you sick


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Have you killed with an apple
have you destroyed with a corer
could you deem to be a true warrior
that's the terrifying reality of war

Would you and could you do the numbers
to claim another bar on your ginger beer lapel
do you think you could in any light year
know the terrifying reality of war

Please I would like to sign your name
here you, ***** blood on the dotted line
come on you mothers of ******
see the true terrifying reality of war

Have you been involved in friendly fire
would captivity be your desire
then be a hero to settle a score
as that is the terrifying reality of war

I am ready, and I wonder if are you
or with your kin, hide in old husband's shoes
know where I go is rather *******
this truly is the terrifying reality of war


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Deep in the nightmare forest
where only the brave or foolhardy would enter
is the hut of that crazy man Ivan
the horror child of a dementor

The walls seep with blood that coagulates
dripping slowly to the floor
making a deep crimson carpet
that makes a crunching sound

Human bones are the spine to his door
screams of his victims resound in echos
he sits on a pile of dead bodies
and there sharpens his knife

The smell of death is everywhere
skulls outside his home warn all to be aware
he glances out of his cobwebbed window
knowing soon the moon will appear

Then he will leave the forest
and head to the nearest village
to grab another unsuspecting victim
another night of death and pillage


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh you just try
go try to nail me to a cross
if  you lay one hand on me
I will ******* destroy you

Sorry mate you have the wrong dude here
get your ****** hands of my body
I maybe of good heart
but you are making a terrible mistake

No no, let me warn you now
crucifixion is not a ****** option
we are not liken to him
and I was not born in Bethlehem

So get your hands off me
you are picking on a war angel
and by god's sweet will
I came here to destroy you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We will meet our mark set
no matter what it takes
if I do fall short
it will be shame on me

So I will hammer them out
for the next few nights
make all as good
as the last

We can not disappoint
for if I do what would I be
when push comes to shove
I will push back with power

I have every faith I can
I felt a foolish wretch
with doubts of capability
but I know I can and will


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The pilot said, I can't hold this
as we plummeted to the ground
say something now neon
say something profound

How many more will you dragged with care
how many more will you drag to the ground
write something of care
or are you just a black hearted *******

Let's fall hard as you test faiths
is it truly blood you want
he took his mask off and spat at me
so I took his life and soul and was full when we crashed

Now the pilot that said
is now in  in my head
and he prays night and everyday
that he could be released and dead

Now the pilot that said
is now one of the living dead
he screams with a million others
wishing he never vexed the purity of death


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I sit on the rocks in the cool salty breeze
keeping my eyes fixed on the gentle sea
they will swim nearly every night past
the blue queen with her sweet baby calf

I have watched them with joy week in week out
swimming past with water shooting from their spouts
yet this night there is no sign of these giants of the ocean great
I check my watch, I have made no folly of time no mistake

Where is my big baby blue
what has happened to these two
I sit there till the sun calls morning
then walk back home wondering

Next evening I walk to the beach
and there my big baby blue lays
on the shingles still and dead
with gulls pecking at it's baby head

Running over I shoo them away
I look at blue with tears in my eyes
the Orca's have done their wicked deed
just on the liver of this baby did they feed

I stroke it's massive frame
and think where could it's mother be
bitterly knowing all to well
she morns in the deep blue sea


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

There she lays my love my love
she is on her back and kissing me
her tongue rasping
her tail wagging

She is my black with amber eyes
a creature I can not deny
she looks at me with want
so I stroke her sleek body

She is a natural born killer
a beauty with poisonous claws
she is my ***** yum yum
a creature I do adore


By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It's hard trying to be human
especially when you have locked yourself away for so long
they don't understand the gesture of thank you
slapping your manhood on the beat of 1812 on the table

**** they are a funny type unstuck and tight
if I said can I lick your ******
I am sure would start a fight
with such a kind gesture

My kind have been prodded and poked
till they evoke the key to humanity
what you don't see we know
so trying to be human

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

Dusted down and ready for battle
systems ready, this war machine awakes
my hackers poised to do my bidding
throughout all the known worlds

I expect total obedience from my children of war
as good knights they bow their heads
then in ancient tongues
praise the last and my name

I am going to bust 9, 24 and 7
to there is nothing left
by the candle I kneel
honour my God then fight


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

As a child
I was always looking under rocks
goodness knows what you might find
if you are one with an inquisitive mind

Once I found a fairy garden
the queen pleaded with me
please child put the rock down
for we must not be discovered

I smiled and told her
to worry not
I whispered in star light
I am from the outer worlds

I would not let them perish
such glories to the world
the magic you can find
just under the rocks


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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

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

In my loft I keep my special stuff
words that will die with me
my poems of content most private
the dreams of all gods tears

These are my most intense
these my most beautiful
subjects written with heart
in blood that tears me apart

These words I hide
and to never reside
in the curiosity
of your human eyes


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris