Plane sailing spinning in the red sky
a mid range missile took her tail away
watch her spin sailing madly
she's going down, crashing into the sea

God they can't eject
two pilots for the drink
friends of mine
with now posthumous medals not worth a dime

I used to have great talks with them
late night at fleet control
we would laugh and cry
they were brothers of mine

Yet here on the deck I watch in horror
the mist of tears in my eyes
as another two hero's
do take the dive


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh all the have demon's left
for when with her my life does changed
again slipping the loop to live again
burning bridges like a lamb lost from home
I think of her like on dark matter
now without her, my life would be shattered

Oh the pain of won't
that touch of flesh
that time I can hold her
and not hug my pillow

Oh such twins we are
like aliens from another star
and boy do I love her
like not then any other

I am in a state of grace
so out of the human race
that girl has got me bad
and without her love I would be sad

Been burnt from space
called a God by the exceptional race
but I hide in the reeds
and wait for my sister angels

Oh sing city of song for soon I leave you
rot in the discomforts of your own doing
so such a proud wonderful
now brought down to ruins

Oh selfishness and greed
it had become the demon seed
and you may want to wallow in lies
but my sweet countryman I must fly



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sweet Mothers Milk


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)

If a battlefield be in the way of the rose
I myself will break ranks
for I can never tread on hope
as she has saved me when in dire jeopardy

This battlefield I call Earth
this unforgiving blue sphere
this is where I live
yet I live in disappointment

How young life is here
how short and fleeting
I hear the drums of doom
without remorse beating

Oh battlefield Earth
poppies to come
but their is no one left
no children to pick some

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I live in the realms of night
where dreams come true
I should be committed
in static as a who is who

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

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

By Xristos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I run to the beach as midnight comes
just to pray how much I miss your temple
you made love justified in my heart
and with knees in wet sinking sand
I praise every moment
every touch from you

You will always be a goddess to me
and by the warm blue shallow sea I cry
just to add my sadness and salt
to all that lived before me that loved and died
my sweet fish of Neptune's domain
let's make now the caviare of the Gods

Let me in good faith call Poseidon's creatures
watch my love as they dance for you
for you know where I have come from
from cities of cotton and pure silks
the places I did call you from
to be all I'd ask of in pure love

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh he is back again
he just can't stay away
bet he could **** me any day
and I would kiss him
and say thank you brother
my sweet masked marauder

He is a little ***
and sometimes an annoying ****
but I do love him
my little brother
that little ******
my masked marauder

Next time he brings the police to my door
to here, temples keep
I will punish him severely
my little brother Pete
I will make him marry the devils daughter
brother of mine, my masked marauder


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

If I was you I'd stand down
come against me then bow as you do jester
oh if you think hurt will gain you respect
it only shows the evil you reflect

If I had such wicked thoughts
I would break that dark place
I would love to show you light
yet I am told you are not worthy

So drink the blood of the chosen few
know that your idiotic ways mean nothing
so stomp a stamp childish demands
but know you are just a monkey, so throw **** at me

When it comes down to the line
you die and I will be there to help you
back to where you had come
back to your bastion of *******

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

All wanted was that Helium 3

all raced to the moon

all around  the world

getting energy for a dilapidated world


They want to dance on the moon

they don't want their world to die

if they reach for the moon

maybe some will survive


They come not to lay flags

this time they come  for Helium 3

they want to make the world cleaner

just for you and me




By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The flares go up
we are going over the top
into the hail of bullets
breaking out to the other side

Watch the thousands fall
see the blood on mud
shattered bone, broken souls
in this no mans land

Let the poppies spit
as the clouds of war cover the stars
know my defiance
my life, alone in independence

No time to make friends
no time is my time
making wrongs in relevance
alone in independence


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

The wooden wheels stumble and groan
slipping clumsily on the muddy ground
wounded soldiers sit with heads bent down
listening to the shells being fired all around

The creaking and constant shuddering
dire views of splinted Ash and Oaks
burnt trucks are all about their path
and fuel filled air that makes them choke

None of them usher a word, some stare blankly
this their bitter nightmare retreat
this wretched column of twenty carts
faces grey and broken by defeat

The horses snort sweating profusely
dragging their wretched bedraggled cargo
this is all that is left of a mighty army
many pray homeward bound, they meet no foe

Down to the beach soon they will reach
there to meet others in silence
who look for signs on the distant horizon
for boats of relief from this violence

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

When daylight ends and the night begins
know that in the shadows I will wait
like a meteorite, I will fall hard
I will break this fragile Earth
just to be another belt
another belt around the sun

See the distant glow getting closer
know that all you hold dear is lost
far too many lies and false prophets
makes justice paid in your ignorant cast
un baptised dancer of the devil
make good your ******* ways

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am one of those shameless kind
putting out my ***** washing for all to see
I know I should keep a civil tongue
but ****** that
pull my pants down and show you my ***

It's wash day for I have nothing clean
and my preference is to be rather obscene
is this an artistic right
as I always love a good old fight

I am just a bar fly brawler
a gutter crawler
so I spout out and shake it all about
as it's wash day and I have nothing clean

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This is not a blind ambition
just my impending death
I worry will I complete my tasks
not just that but will my loves know

It get's harder every ****** day
so sick in the mornings, weak through the day
but I mean to hold out and fight
but I know soon dear friends I will be gone

I came without arms
no miracles to heal
I came to see how you lived
for I wanted to be one

Now I know again
and you think god's are mad
well as I see it
we came from ones liken to you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I have been burnt alive
I have been crucified
I have been left for dead
on many a battle green field

Soon comes my sister
glowing as she impacts
this is not the first time
nor by any means the last

Again so many again
I do what I was about to
time has a merriment
that paradox incomplete

I must dance to the moon
call her to me with praise
for I don't need to die again
in a vile death as a hero's way

I don't want to die any more
for it so ****** hurts me
I know I am a war child
but, do me a favour!!!!!!!!!!!!!

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The day I took that flight
into the wild steel fixing
I left my teeth in London town
and I am so now vexing

I don't mind the penguins
and I do so like the beer
the only lover I have is called Shalla
she is one cute woman of the little dear

The cleaning lady was good
******* on my fatherhood
now eagles fly above my head
and bears want to hug me

In the town of 700
they call me the toothless **** Jagger
my madness reigns supreme
as I carry dynamite and a silver dagger

So in Canada I reside
another half of me aside
but to England I must come
as I left my teeth in London


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

As The Leaves Fall

As the leaves fall in hues of gold and yellows
gently falling to the ground by order of autumn winds
natures carpet now does dance and swirl
my heart does leap and dance as they do twirl

I feel their fond farewells as they fall

the whispers of a new beginning
see new buds forming before winters call
life continues in hope in my heart and soul

Some of us go through a living hell
so strong it could **** you
it can make you despondent and feel alone
yet as the leaves fall I think of you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I once was a right cadet
till Mary Jane called on me
she whispered in purple smoke
and with red lips through the letter box said

Hey baby don't be so **** sad
I know there is a lot that makes us mad
but honey don't get so crazy and bad
for they all turn to dust, smile honey ain't you glad

So I opened the door
and let this woman in
she gave me more then life
she gave me the fight within

She told me to **** as hard and blow till I croak
then said I'll do the same thing for you, then smoke
so I laid there and let her do her all
that night when sweet Mary Jane called


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

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

Don't think you can tempt me in
things you want to do, well just don't float my boat
I don't mind our play times
but don't you dare think of me as a silly old goat

Yes my path means more to me, then flesh
so if you don't mind I do digress
know I am at my own command and hands
as a nod and a wink means nothing to a blind man


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

To have again a classic woman
a woman that would gasp No!
to see her shiver
as I lower myself down

Reaching the hem of her ankle dress
lifting it slowly, kissing all the way
holding her up as her legs buckled
as I kissed her in my lusting sway

I will make her tremble
as I touch her womanhood
and this night, this sweet night
I will make her mine

I pull my face from between her legs
and kiss her full on her ruby lips
for they are swelling
asking my mouth to take her

The ballroom is full
as the blood in my manhood
and on the balcony
I do now take her

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I've got the *******
that fellow called time
and I'm goner waste him
as he did waste my time

Oh cruel trickster
to make the latter me
feel complete yet now I fade
how wicked is time, I'm full of rage

Did you think I would not catch you
you horrid jester of fate
I will write like a ******
before all is to late

But before that
I am going to shake the **** out of you
your misdemeanour's in the first degree
make me work for my poetry

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the beginning there was darkness
and within me it does prevail
black are my banners
I have veto to anyone ****

My weaponry is vast
my skills the best
so fearless I go to battle
my marks teeth do rattle

Skilled in many arts
one of the fighter elite
and this creature of justice
can take you off your feet

Fear me if you have the chance
you have little time left
for I am a war Angel
and my trade is death


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The tracker has his mark

he shot her as she yelped and barked

now he hunts her down

there is blood in the snow


The hunter knows his prey is not far away

he knows it will not be long to the timber wolf has gone

she the last of her kind, had cubs last years

but hunters found her hide and demolished them with spears


Now she limps and drags her wounded bleeding leg

how crimson is the blood on the white snow

she howls to the moon as it appears

knowing her death is imminently near


There is no mercy where the hunters heart resides

for he wants her life and her coat of glory, her hide



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Baby I need a ride
down the highway leading to nowhere
go fast my sweet baby
close your eyes, put the pedal to the metal

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

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

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

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



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The door opens thanks to our own
to finish the last artistic word
from an artesian in the 15th century
to be my only best friend
having no trust in human beauty
to know love will lead to disappointment

To be a broken man
pale as a lizard in the cold
liken to a painting
ready to be sold

To wish not to feel
to know an Ideal
to find a state of mind
to find the soul of mine

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh splendid red and golden leaves of autumn
you cling onto branches till the end of your lives
then one by one you fall to the ground
With the kiss of Octobers gentle winds.

For you are the fruits of summers burdens
as nuts and berries are your labours lost
gathered by the fauna of your forest realm
Then to fall in your millions in morning frost.

Beautiful crimson and gold tinted carpets
do you make as your last gestured farewell
then soon you will become no more
As you turn to peat on woodland floors.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I think I'd better sew up Freddy
his insides are falling out again
a close friend of mine is Freddy
if I need to talk he's always ready

45 years he's been my friend
he will be there to the bitter end
I know he's only a teddy
but he's my best pal that Freddy

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We were acting like a pair of kids
she was straight and I was off my ****** head
we had been out spending food money
she's a bad Mummy and I am a bad Daddy

Hey maybe it's because we are both fifty
maybe that's why we lose the plot
but fork you thinking us nasty
wait till you are middle aged you clots

Tell me you will not want some fun
maybe in the street pinch a fifty year old's ***
and frolic in puddles, splashing around
both mud mad poets having a tin bath

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

Your little hands your little feet
your gummy smile
makes me complete

Your little giggles
your little wriggles
oh you are so sweet

Your little fingers
your little nails
you make me feel so proud

I love you my little little
even though you always piddle
another diaper me thinks

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Nearly a thousand years

I did protect the holy lands

I did cut and slice

and my brothers fell



In the name of god I did this

none of my brothers did retreat

death before dishonour

for we never retreat



Died many times

but still fight on my feet

only she of many names know mine

for I am her war angel



And again I will die

die on the battlefield

my last cry will be war

my kingdom will not fall



We were rewarded

the pope go us burned on a cross

to our money and loyalty

yet we still survive and spit in their cold eyes



We hate the evil of the ****

and we still vow to defeat all

most of our brothers died

but some of us did survived



I keep my sword and shield close

ready immer bereit

my order my vow

and we fight hard I can show you how





By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Crawling through the undergrowth
looking for a moist retreat
for safeties haven in rotten logs
away from keen eyes and birds beaks

Lumbering slowly
as metamorphosis is soon
to become a beetle
that is guided by the moon

To find a mate is it's first duty
in the short time of it's life made complete
to make plenty their kind
these wriggling grubs beneath your feet


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They are quacking fantastic
my adorable star ducks
they landed in my garden last May
telling me they were here to stay

They are not like other ducks
just count their legs
for these ducks so wonderful
goodness they have eight

God and they are very versed in quantum mechanics
and light speed time travel
a black hole to them
is just a waste of space

Why they wanted to build a city in my garden
well I have no ****** idea
but I don't worry about it
just don't like their preference to beer

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

If only I was not a nonagenarian
so old, they will see that I'm an alien
if I could just press the hash tag key
they would only see me as a monkey

If only, yes if only, I was not harsh with battle cries
treading waters gentle, making no ripples
but no not me, never so gently
when I storm, I storm millions of people

Know my little pretty things
see the magic that they hold within
yet life fades fast once again
before I get too frail and old

Rest for me
if only
death for me
if only


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka  NeonSolaris

If you don't want it don't take it
if you feel poison they tried to **** you with
take the fever and fight back
don't take it like a ***** on your back

They know what they have done
and yes I am going rouge
may their dead gods help them
for the great storm is upon them

Lets see how they will deal with one like me
as I descend to smite them with encoded wings black
lets see how well they will fair
when her fleet Angel falls upon them

I will scatter them like sheep
the ant people will have no mercy
as I **** and destroy
till my sister sun screams morning

Time I have to freeze with much ease
all my gunships poised
just to see the fright
with much pleasure in my eyes

Oh yes I am going rouge
nothing will stop me, all the human fools
this time I don't hold back
all my fleets are ready for my call


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

His name was Sebastian Valentine
men thought him a swine
but women love him
that Sebastian Valentine

He had pocket tricks that would amaze
onlookers would look agog and amazed
he had power in reserves,
he always saved

He could play cat in the cat
even act like a total ****
sometimes can be rude
but he loves to be crude

It's not that he's a *******
good god, that's far from it
he is one of the good one's
and his name matches mine

Come friend, let's drink to love
let love reign this wonderful day
make love and not war
please god forevermore


By Christostos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Little particles of death
these little plastic perils
everyday an unrelenting march
to coast to meet the sea

Most are you're convenient holders  
your shopping trolley puppies
which in the end are discarded
condemned trash for dumps their be

Watch  the mountain of bags decay
turn in to slurry and on their way
their unfortunate mission
to suffocate oceanic life

Our seas are becoming plastic soup
choking life in the blue
to a desolate lonely
plastic death


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Every time I get onto my feet
something or someone knocks me down again
it's like being a stand up fall down guy

Can't the world leave me alone
for all I want to do is write
but no, I am a stand up fall down guy

There is only so much I can take
and I am getting close to a break
a 50 year old stand up fall down guy

There are days I feel on my last legs
and boy do I get close to the edge
that's what you get for being a stand up fall down guy


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

This is the code of conduct
the slight release of reality
holding on to the fact
just to keep my sanity

My body will die soon
then again maybe, it might not
when you are one of mine
I'm afraid it's your lot

No choice you see
if you are one like me
pure in beauty and grace
we dwell with the human race

Our code of conduct
never to know mortality
never to sleep in the realms of death
this is my kinds reality



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We all know life is for living
yet we all do die in the end

So I lay here thinking of this
some of the best ways to die

Well the first that comes to mind
is that of giving my life
so that others can live
sacrifice for the betterment of man

The second is that all of a sudden
whist having *** I get a heart attack
but for the adrenalin in my other
with all my other donor organs to give

The third is rather absurd
to die whist I struggle with snobbish clods
that write as they release from ****** wet turds
oh such sacrifice against insurmountable odds

The forth that I would to be a tempest
as a true ruler of the great wild seas
and when the green fields after the sand
does die on the rocks of a tender land

The fifth would be for me
making people laugh
a juster in the court of fools
seeing the king plotting my death by poison

The sixth would be most honoured
to sit there bathing in the sun
swaying in late summer warm winds
with the sweet swishing voice of the scythe

By Christos Andreas Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The spirit of Christmas has been frozen
with filthy black snow from your soulless heart
I'm just another broken little soldier
that with feminine claws you tear apart.

Your the feline clouds that drops relentless despair
disjointed, angry and closed from feelings
I would tear my legs from my torso to be there
when the angel of death sees your dealings.

This decaying forgotten realm you left me in
this country of the despised and degenerated
passport stamped by angry feet, whilst starving
in this cyber world I should not be craving


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

All this morning I just watched
as the trees swayed in winters wind sound
I watched them release their loyal subjects
waving goodbye as they fell to the cold ground

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

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

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

And Some Do

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Coughing up when coughing down
as your head does spin around
spitting blooded lungs now so brown
so soon to be buried in the ground

Breaking reasons to your health
when death is close to you
knowing time is running out
in everything you do

Knowing it's never ending
somehow enduring the pain
as you are coughing up
just as you are coughing down


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Here comes that grey creatures
to my pool, my demi ocean
I plead to him, please no more
I'm finished with kindness and devotions

The water people are on my case
because of the consumption of his race
and when he brings his family
I am in total dismay

Each one a giant
and each one thirsty
each one a tanker
of a hundred litres a day

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Daddies going to **** himself
he told me last night
told me he was dying
and god does he do a lot of dying

I know my dad is a compulsive writer
the fool works himself to death
but look at the hunger in his eyes
I think he will live forever

He gave me the banners
that burn of poetry pure
and I cried as he cried
as he walked out the door


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

On winters morn when summer is scorned
we made a pact of The Nearly Dead Poets Society
to share our works and to share our quirks
from the chimes of midnight till morning light
the twenty so tested so wonderfully chosen
now commanded by a star burning yet frozen

Time for the old guard to bow and move aside
for dying poets twenty in immortality will reside
they plan to make a bible of words true and plenty
do these hearted dying poets of wonder twenty
their founder plans and perfects their claim
to their love of Poetry with such drive insane

We will, has become their key unlocking the codes of being
so to the glory of this art they do strive, always creating
all know armies come and go, nations rise and fall
yet the written word will always survive most complete, but not all
may love to the word be by honour and somewhat sobriety
to the glory of those twenty of The Nearly Dead Poets Society


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris



By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

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

No more social networking
closed all that down
it was getting on my ****
so I de friended all of it

I have very little time left
no time to be ******* around
best I have no friends
as I am dragged down to this filthy hell

No friend to no one
that is much better
let them all get on with it
I'm writing my last letters

A friend to no one
no one a friend
now I can just work
as all are disconnected


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris