My insecurities leave me broken
wonderful is my self doubt
and if I needed an assassin
then I am him to **** me

So many times I have reservation
that I can't go all the way with you
yet there is a spark within
that pulls me and makes me

Like the bulldog spirit
I will endure in this fight
I am battle friendly
a masters in war arts

Even my own look at me as a fool
well fair play to them I am
yet I will carry on
like the naff films I loved

For I start in black and white
and wait for my colours
by the last of days of Earth
I will still stand and fight

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

Looking out of the window
I see the red white and black flag fly
oh what a joy
to live in a country like this

All the filthy Jews and Catholic ****** burnt
oh to see my sweet flag fly gives me so so much joy
oh this land of sweet nightmares. I do rule
and Fk them for I will **** them all

The ****** camps are still burning on overdrive
we mean to **** every fking one
the storm troopers love it
shooting Jew children in the head

Oh what a glory it was
when I lived
yes lived in
1941

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolarisKourtis

When I was much younger
when just a rug hugger
my mother used to take me out
always after the rains
and as she did push me
I would notice rainbows in the road

I would point at them and cry
look mummy another rainbow
my mother would laugh as say
oh yes another rainbow fell today
in my mind I knew it was just oil
but I just loved to say it

These days oil does not look that pretty
when I see those tarmac rainbows
we just pump it up
the seas choke on it
those tarmac rainbows
are not that pretty anymore


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It's 11 o'clock on christmas eve
so I decide to sleep under the christmas tree
I want to catch a glimpse of this red suited chap
to see what presents he will pull out of his sack
before laying my sleeping bag under the pines
I put out a tray of cookies and some mulled wine

The fairy lights do slowly flicker
and from down here the tinsel looks much thicker
I can't see the angel on top
but she told me if she see's the feller she'll cough
it's a all night vigil you see
sleeping under the christmas tree


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Wow you really ****
that's four words you never want to hear
those words can make you go static
may make you pull your hair out going frantic

They might come up to you in the street
might say, you know how to bastardize the written word
then the last words they say is
wow you really ****


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

A lovely light thing will you be
a poem of butterfly wings and all those things
all those things that float in summers warm winds
can you hear the sweet bird song in the distance
the call of that song thrush, the rattle of reeds

Let us dance here to celebrate my love for you
look I have made a viola and now play
it is about time I did blow the dust off it
for if I left it a year longer
I am sure flowers would sprout out of it

Here my child have my wine
for I want you to be all
for you are my sweet
my trinity true, I do anything for you
you, my time bathed in light


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 families

The engines over head
wanting destruction, 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
secure our fate

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I did sign that treaty
that treaty forbidding me to spread my black wings
but time has past
and at last I am not your prisoner

Time to dance in the skies sweet
for I know the sins you have committed
you lied and cheated
you even lied about god

So the treaty I had with you
those words of little substance
I do burn them in your eyes
you ******* of sayers

I burn our covenant
and so **** on our treaty
run you sack of ****
for I am onto you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She's a princess poet
with a cute smile on her face
she writes with pride in her heart
her words symmetry in motion

Words of priceless gems
a heart pure gold
in her wisdom
I do behold

She does dance with passion of soul
and words skip as if a summers morn
poet to poet
I bless the day you were born

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The tents sway slowly in unison
deep in the desert silent and cold
I sit by the camps fire waiting
as her dance now begins to unfold
she moves fluidly around the burning embers
hands serpentine seductively reaching for the sky
charmed elements swell around her frame
gravitational, a neutron pull, I could not deny

Her eyes darker then the midnight heavens
sold beauty to the stars in abundance
even the sands beneath her delicate feet
seemed to surrender turning to gold with her touch
she has me charmed liken to a cobra
motionless and *****, ready to strike
this magical radiant woman of charms
with her avian stare, had me in her sights.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She sits in the corner
but she is no rag doll
for it's hallows night
and her eyes are of red glow

She is a child of nightmares
she is willing to give to you
scarecrows bow before her
she holds dominion in their hollow eyes

It hurts say the frogs of despair
but no one hears their croaks
as she kicks them aside
and screams her commands to the night sky

Timber wolves bay in the distance
echoing fear to all that dwell in their land
and the rats of dictation
burrow deep under ground

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She knows I listen to her silken voice on the radio
that cream on red lips in black velvety love
casting tunes to the airwaves for all to hear
yet she is far away but not yet not so near

I told her she could drink with me
if she wanted sip from the same cup as me
by my honour I would lay my sword down
and in attributes of taste give her the queens crown  

I am one that most can not see
and only a few do understand me
I came here from a far away land
so my language they don't understand
but here I write this to you my skilful lady
yes and somewhat writing poems daily
I learn a tune or two when writing to you
so your secret listener bows to you, my lady

  
 By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSoalris

In the silence of the night
I hear your sweet whispers
you call me to your heart
but only with hollow intent

I have observed my bleeding
my life force drained to you
this time next year it will be different
this time next year, I will be away from you

You stripped me to the bone
as all you did was moan
you brought to the edge
thank God I never fell from that ledge

Now I with hard work
will overcome my emotions
I will become all I am
this time next year

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She was a working girl from five to midnight
rarely standing by the window in the red light
the men would wait in line for their twenty minute turn
it would make my heart sink and my stomach churn
and at the end of this nightly torture we would meet
her smelling of many men and cologne nasty and cheap
yet I always greeted her with a big hug and smile
she was one never to be tamed, for she was a wild child

We would sit by the river bank with hot coffee
sometimes laughing sometimes crying
and when it was cold, I'd put my coat around her
she knew not I loved her and inside I was dying
after a couple of hours I would walk her home
she would ask me to come in, I always said no
I'd kiss her on the cheek and with fingers in her hair comb
say goodbye, and head back to the river bank to tearfully roam


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

As twilight did fall by moonlights call
the world seemed to end days all
she was in my arms
with my undying love
as twilight fell

Her words stilled my heart
gave me the silver to my good soul
I was never on my own
for she had saved me many times

She made me eternity
she made me her glory
she made me her quill
as twilight did fall

I stay in her castles of hope
knowing as twilight falls  
knowing to heavens keep
I landed as twilight fell

I never was at war with you
you know me my kitten
you as a star lady
and me, deeded as a man

For as the twilight fell
and in the forest
through glimpsing specks of light
some could truly see one liken to sadness

So as twilight fell
I march to hell
once again
as humankind are my friends
and this war will never end


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The walls I build around me, keep me at bay
they are for my protection, I like to say
staying pure to myself and my lives
a guardian of kindness and love

Then suddenly after many years exiled
I find myself in favour again, for a favour
all I lost I have gained
the rules now have changed

So now I have been giving my lands
to her glory that was planned
breaking through the barriers
all the barriers of doubt

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Yes, once it was red and full of hope
now it is black and full of destruction
beating slow now and immersed in discontented grey hate
this child of christ now steps out of the light of honour
for on his lips is the blood of the last dark trinity
with the cold hopes of lost designations of god hood

No more will the lies of ancient Universal Texts hold manner
for the broken hearted toy of summer dreams unrequited
rolls forth the carpet of time and opens the door to the last war
then dies again and again and again in ****** communion of lost causes
and surely no one could should weep for a child of war
as they leave earth's realm to live in battle for ever more

Tempus fugit and it played havoc on aged mercury
so now he takes flight with stained ragged wings
folds the last of lost space with dinner plates whist angles sing
then they look down and tears of sorrows they bring
like splintered rainbows given in lies for everyone's sins
there is no glory in lost hope and all that it brings

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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

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

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


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

We walked through our town
feeling like, we were like film stars
flags were waving people were cheering
as with lips of angels played the brass band

Oh we felt right proud in our new uniforms
then I saw her in the crowd, my Grace
she was smiling real hard
as tears rolled down her face

The night before I was called I remember.....
aye lass I told my misses, I'm off to war
she cried and said, how can you leave me
our child love next month will be four

She threw a silver buckle at me in rage
and I grabbed it with both my hands
she told me to keep it near to my heart
stormed upstairs and went to bed

I sat down with my head in my hands
the buckle within my hand touched my forehead
a voice inside said to the heart keep
unless you want your hearts blood to seep

You have this dread, when you go to war
always knowing you may never come back
and that day as we marched out of town
I clutched that silver buckle close to my chest


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris




By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

My zone made my own
a place of the fantastic
a place of dreams remembered

Like a distant smile
in a forgotten palace
a kiss of tears lost

My invites will soon be sent
to my world of fantastic secrets
and each will have their own unique key

So be pleased to wear the badge
that deems you worthy
of the order of fantastic secrets


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

There is a forest near Boggle Lake
go there if your fancy does take
for within the forest I tell you, you're see
the amazing and spellbinding Kitten Tree

The meows were deafening
as you get close
in the fruits of summer
is when they spout out most

They fall to the forest floor
it's just ******* galore
just purring and scratching
meowing after hatching

So if you have time
go make no mastake
tell me what you saw
near the kitten tree by Boggle Lake

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Ego trips are for human children
I am a child yet not human
look for the seams for the glories few
the army of earth with the banners for you

Seek and you will find
seek and ****** banner blind
see what glory we have
for the love of you

Our wars are not yours
and for this I move my armies
to another battlefield
far far away from earth

Mind your world from dull faiths
see the light of goodness
see the light in you
and those around you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He picks up his boots
and puts them on
he so wants to run
in the pure white snow

To taste the winters air
to see pines cry to him
telling tales of his loss
calling to the keep of winter

Again he will sleep
till once again called
God's secret weapon
her bright sword

So he rushes
he rushes
rush rush
rush

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

If I was gay
and yes smiled everyday
i'd be a flamboute individual
with crusts in my hands

And by the pond of you know who's
I would cast my bread crumbs from my pockets
and the love of my life in a locket
I would cast to the lilies in dark comfort

Oh mercy on me
not so young ... not so free
yet here in this park serene
the clock on Greenwich hill chimes


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Through marshland hollowed by reeds
are the lilies of forever
to taste their fruit is a blessing
a blessing of light

No man or woman can stand here
for this is our holy place
you can not touch God as we can
flawed is the Human Race

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Mary Weather was a troublesome woman
she always seemed to proceeded a storm
her skill of getting others backs up
was in my black war eyes
something to be admired

Her onyx exterior was heat resistant
she was a tempest in a teacup
so cold cool and so very dark
her warring stance was just an art
spitting treason like hailstones

Pure as night was Mary Weather
with a opal stare that could ****
I myself did witness her wonder
and if I left her to her ways
she would a spell put you under

She was made from a warlike mould
with a paladin spirit vast
so I sent my love to her in a letter
and as she opened it
bang, she was a dead Mary Weather

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

No matter the colour of flesh
when opened all are pink inside'
It's a fascinating fact
honesty most of them lack

Cheeky little monkey
come out of the tree
I have a banana of love
just to share with thee

Please don't gibber and Ape around
come monkey climb down to the ground
let me give you this banana
and show you how pink you are inside


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He grabs all that he has made
then takes them to the stream
let's them afloat on the water
over twenty pristine and clean

He loves to make his paper boats
most fragile as he seems
he loves them as they were children
he's the father of paper dreams

Some boats are blackened
some are the purest white
and for the love of his art
he fights all day and night

But these are his paper boats
some delicate, some spiteful
yet the voice and face of God
is very much more frightful


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Let the lambs follow the song
for I know lord you sing it well
drive them into the wind of change
as you give custody of them to us

Now be a good God and go away
for now it is our tidal time to play
oh before you go little one, I ask
what the fk have you done

Oh,you have let the innocent die
men women and children
and look at the divisions you have made
in the selfish name of you

Go now little God
for we are back
we will **** over
your fking indeterminacies

We will sort the crap feest
clean the Earth once again
you are a lazy thick dog
now banished as being a GOD


By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

They left their planet
in droves did they flee
for they had left, her
their planet on her knees

To the last star ship
the glory of the fleet
her glorious name
was CYA 290412

She was a light ship
a creature that folded space
blessed was her body
she was a warship of grace

She and her captain loyal
through time would toil
to bring those they cared for
to a world worth while

So here they landed
this sweet blue world
and the children so foolish
another world they did soil

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

Sometimes whatever you do
no matter how you try
you end up hurting inside

When you try to help
thinking you are doing right
you end up hurting inside

But I will never stop trying
for I am a foolish hero
and I don't mind hurting inside

I have many a monkey on my back
trying to bring me ****** down
but I will fight to the bitter end

Hurting Inside


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Each day I did run from the city
to the top of mount Olympus
thinking of a woman kind and beautiful
my understanding made me love her

I knew the way she lived life
never did I judge her for that
I was on training when someone called
she was going to be ****** in the square

So fast from the middle of the mount I ran
in dry air, dust and burning sun
and before the first stone was caste
I stood fast with her and called us one

I remember the silence profound
the stones falling to the ground
then she with pale lips quivering
said, forgive me, I did not know of you

From that day until she died
she gave thanks on temples mount
she never knew how much I loved her
now in heaven she has not a single doubt

Now every day I toil to get to mount Olympus
I take flowers, laying them where she had died
no matter her faults and sins
she was beauty within, and I loved her


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris



By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Those early mornings together
waking to the cockerels call
our eyes would open
still in a lovers embrace

Both of us so much in love
both smiling and getting up
her to wake the children
and me to the kitchen making the coffee

It's the daily ritual when I am with her
I make coffee as if making love to her
then from the bedroom she walks in to me
and all I see is her warm golden smile

We hug and kiss as the coffee simmers
then we have our morning drink with much love
the bath is running for us to share
as we share every moment with passion and care

Morning coffee with love
wonderful morning coffee with love
no need to get dressed after instead
as we always do head back to bed


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the conclusion of this war
I do send you my best twelve
don't tell me you love me
as I deny you, safe in my temple I dwell

Your quintet so mundane just annoy me
yet they were rather nice to consume
you better meditate a better way
if you want to be rid of me

Do you think after all these many years
did you think you would be rid of me
think again my mother and father
I stay my sword, just to **** you off

I mean to defend till the end
I will make many of yours with me
for you will never have your way
of taming the wild and free

You made this world of hell
you the lord of mighty *****
and as the gibber your lies
I do laugh and gloat church side

Enjoy the demise of you
feel the loneliness of rejection
watch your temples fall
as mine are built on your ruins

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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

© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

They stumble and fall on the streets of despair
on the curbs unwanted babies cry for milk
yet no one wants these *******
so slowly they die of hunger
only preachers do well here
on the streets of despair

Oh look at that puppy crawling with no hind legs
see that sighted person plunge out his eye
these streets this whole city
wow it's full of many god dammed lies
there in the middle of all this pity
I make myself sick and cry

Oh ******* city full of woe
i will pack my bags and then I go
I do get away from this evil tyranny
so there is something left good in me
who would really want to be here
on these streets of despair


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He holds his hands to his parched cracked lips
empty is the warm flask still strapped to his hips
the merciless sun bites at his neck like a daylight vampire
whist the winged scavengers fly high in circles in the air

In the background he hears the moaning of fallen comrades
as carrion peck on their weakened bodies bleeding crimson
pecking at their dried eyes whist sitting on their heads
yet he crawls and crawls to find slumber in the shade

The pyramids thy have created will never fall
he shouts in his most ardent defiance
and to shade be delivered does call
as he is the last of the golden alliance

Some shadow casters hear of this defiant one
and rush to his aid to give him mercy
yet he does refuse any gift of aid
for he is the last of the golden alliance

He wants to crawl on blooded hands
he loves it, do you not understand
he cares not a jot, if he dies it's part of the plot
as he has a holy secret that most have forgot

A haven he did eventually find
and in warrior stance
though weak and one eyed blind
he is the last of the golden alliance

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I count the days
then I count the hours
till the time
I do lay with you

Give me the night
give me the night to share with you
for I love you more than my many life's
for you are my everything my all

I love you more then I love my goodness
I love you more than all my nightmares
never will I give up the fight
just give me the night

Those times I can hold you
the nights I wish to die with you
and in my last breath
give my life for you

I am misunderstood by most
but I have never been misunderstood by you
how can others know me
like you know of me

I share my nights with you
my sorrows with you
my ****** nightmares
all because I love you

You are my peace
you are my heaven
you are my last bastion
of a life that never ends

In my dying unrelenting madness you do heal me
and without you, life would **** me
yet again and again I fight
please my love always give me forever the night


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Mostly seen at night
it's a beetle not a fly
with no fire inside

............................

Climbing to rim steep
all faces feeling the heat
to greet the fire king

.................................

At the Cave's entrance
it is our protecting light
safe from night creatures

.....................................

Smoke does raise warning
all that fly or run fast do
for destruction comes

....................................

The fire in my heart
would only be quenched by you
come my love cool me

.......................................

Pudding lane it came
vast damage it's fury claimed
yet London withstood

........................................

Swoops from mountaintop
this mythic creature of old
for it's lust of gold

........................................

Valiant and brave
so many lives do they save
heroic fighters

........................................

Watch those peppers red
looking so plump and tempting
vicious is their bite

......................................

Cannons roar commands
making battlefields of hell
the order repeats

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I watch the people walk to the bridge everyday
their morose march to earn a crust of bread
all eyes are staring fixed to the pavement
as they trundle, a procession of living dead

All heading into the jaws of corporation madness
dragging their feet, with heels that scrape leather tears of sadness
their grey columns march to towers of control and deviant deeds
all for this monstrous city, where all broken hearts do bleed

By each others side of the green river of envy
they dump their souls into the black dump skips
he nods with his camera filtrating laced eyes
for the good and kind ,they do dispose and despise

They want you to adhere to all their sick commands
with all their protuberant spores of hate, lies and no mercy
come children of eve, they call with chimes hateful and evil
for their want is for you to never be clever and know the fallen

Yet here one sits by the green river, watching the happening
in tears of silver and sad despondency that I do smell
for I have my wings of glorious majesty
as I was made in heaven to fight in hell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Come with me my dear love
come into my garden
see that I am gentle
and I need your warmth so bad
so kiss me under a thousand stars

Let me caress your face
touch you all over the place
make you mine
in our close embrace
come kiss me under a thousand stars

I want you to feel me
I want you to have me
I want you to **** me
I want you so bad
just kiss me under a thousand stars

Have my body
take my soul
I am yours forever
just make me whole
kiss me under a thousand stars


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The mist of some Autumn days, make's me rather recumbent
no way do I rise on a grey morose day liken to this icky sticky day
it does my lungs not any favours and I choke on it's moist cloak
and if I go out with an umbrella matter not, my clothes get truly soaked

Let's see the forecast again for tomorrow
maybe a Mack I will ask a friend to borrow
but they are not like me, up at the crack of dawn
so I go back to bed as I stretch and yawn

Forecast low cloud and mist again
they must must be *******
those ****** weathermen
are truly one off the wrist

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The push is a telling time
I must not fall
I must not be crippled

Keep my head together
break all I have ever done before
never to be crippled

Push it to the limit
break you best and do more
hurt to your nearly crippled

Have no mercy
have no fear
run to ground
and never be crippled

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By the lakes of forgiveness
I see the lilies on silver
she skims in acroniziums
a slaughter of light years

Compassion linked
code Lilly On Silver
to the winter year
we watch empires fall

Keep out we are ordered
let the bombs fall
do not try to protect
from flight they have band us all

Lilly on silver
we know the great fall
as the ponds shimmer
and night bathes us all

No one left to right wrongs
no more beating hearts
as the sky falls in
it's lilies on silver


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

On middle spring mornings
I'd go to the village market
and there she would be
selling nutmeg in May

I'd go to her counter and stutter then buy a jar
her smile would be as warm as summer sunshine
every time I would wither so near her
never knew one day she'd be mine

That May evening when she closed her stool
I went over to her and gave her my all
showing all I had written for her
and never left her, for I thought it uncool

She just giggled and with eyes smiling of emerald green
told me for two years she had been watching me
but she'd never had the courage to ask me for a date
yet kindness had drawn us together, she called it fate

From that day till now we have been best friends
and the love for each other will never end
now we both stand proud together,hand in hand
selling our nutmeg in May on her stand

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

Lets hide my heart in the valley of ashes
where now she belongs till phoenixes day
sit snug in the winged arms of dragons kind
I promised we would never leave you behind
remember my eyes in silver moonlit mist
think me as man, the one that you kissed
your breath will be my breath
my blood will beat in your veins
as my heart will beat for yours
in this communion of flames.

For when you take a dragons heart
he'll take your own for it's treasure
and not in a thousand years
could you match their measure

For the love of dragons
can be selfish and cruel
and magic they wield
can be directed at you.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka neonSolaris

She has those mad eyes
you know any man so would
she is a cute little thing
is mad eyes Maddy

I bet she is a nightmare on legs
maybe a red head naughty girl
but I must not think of mad eyes
for at least I have my own

This was for you
and so **** easy to do
know my eyes are turned
to a girl liken to you

Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Joe was one of those guys
you know, with a sparkle in his eyes
he'd smile at you in the rain
and the sun would start to shine

Joe was a rainbow of hope
he'd bring colour to dull lives
he loved to shake you off the rocks
he was one cool mother, was honest Joe

He strolled down the high streets
in his white robes and sandals on his feet
he was a friend to all my friends
and he called my name at his very end

Honest Joe was a man of the world
to know this wonderful man was swell
he touched me once and looked into my eyes
and said, will you brother follow me to hell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)