I wish I could be
so invisible and free
then none cold grasp me
.....................................

Dunes do change daily
so you guide by stars at night
for winds of change blow
.........................................

She howls like banshees
through the tress barren of leaves
this seasons favourite
...............................................

Blow the ship ashore
give the captains crew mercy
not fast to the rocks
..............................................

Sweet winds blow your hair
oh how beautiful you look
as it flutters wild
...............................................

Bird song in high winds
I am sure you will hear none
for it takes all song
............................................

Capsized is the yacht
three trapped in a air pocket
will any survive
..........................................

It is so cold here
damp with a lack of fresh air
can not die in here
.............................................

By open window
I greet you with a deep breath
oh glory to you
.........................................

Carbon is airborne
atoms that are carried in the air
breath someone today

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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Grow my loves grow strong
my garden is your Eden
make haste and flourish
.....................................

In trenches of mud
men screaming others weeping
war is this terror
.........................................

Though the soil it goes
sniffing for a nice juicy grub
lunch for a mole king
...........................................

The town disappeared
smothered by a roar and crash
all to this landslide
.............................................

People **** for this
buried deep under the ground
it's name is diamond
............................................

Look at her blue hues
from space she looks so pretty
this your mother Earth
............................................

She is so stable
her feet firmly on the ground
till I came along
.............................................

You were born to Earth
so you should be her keepers
but look what you do
...........................................

I am stuck in mud
totally in a wheel spin
a cars malady
..............................................

I want peat to heat
need clay to make a model
and good soil to grow


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

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Frozen fresh water
drifting across the ocean
melting in due time

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

The reed bed is lush
as the stream trickles gently
mayflies dance with fish

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

It can show your guilt
beading is a tell tale sign
confessions in sweat

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

Waters of sorrow
in tears that fall from her eyes
then wet her flushed cheeks

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

Oh Bromeliads
such nurseries for tadpoles
who do dwell within

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

The sound of the sea
the crashing waves on shingle
oh sing natures wild

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

The pitter patter
watching water trickle down
gazing at the rain

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

A life protector
the bringer of all Earth's life
maker of the egg

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

Her burden runs miles
dusty roads does she travel
water for mother

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

Poison in rivers
fish bobbing dead on surface
such a waste of life


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris



By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

In the battlefield of my benefactors

it is easy to die but so hard to live

oh this March of dark

my month of Hell

Watch me friends and haters alike

watch what is left of myself deconstruct

for silence is golden

I wish I never fell from heaven

This purgatory you left me in

please let me leave this place

it's twelve a clock

and all is lost

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

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

Five years fight aways my love for you
know for your ignorance I did hate you
I became a monster of one love
yet you would never know to later

Now look at me now
you silly little *******
do you think if I was one
I would of lasted

Sweet matrimony was all I wanted
her to look on me as her subject in the sand
and here I am whipping storms of discontent
whilst your eyes blink in misconceptions

I want you to listen to me now
be off with you, you stupid cow
as this is a teacup storm
from where hence I was born

Now leave me be
for you are nothing of Eve
and as the sand kicks up a dust
I bid you farewell and to Mars to rust

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Out of his house he comes
the man from 20 Brick Road
He's a curious old chap
with his ivory cane and top hat

He waves at his cat
where by window it's sat
and the cat mouths back Meow
waving it's slender tail

Always two hours of endless shopping
if hungry there's a cafe to pop in
he's an amiable man, always tipping his hat
gets giblets from the butchers for his lovely cat

Then home he strives
with a smile on his face
knowing his cat
will be still in it's place

So that is 20 Brick Road
I wonder who lives at 22

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

From the stance of stasis they start to wake

to make their opinion in brief  fast time talk

they can't be long in this decayed atmosphere

but it's another August moon

and they debate their 29th century idol

  

Should it be built

that temple to the art and sciences

where people would die to dwell

feel the feelings of that child of war and wonder

make battle real after the banishment of war

  

They take time

so much time some die

but still they talk

in conversations of silver and black

and then all conclude

  

Making it so

for the 29th century idol

  

  

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Never thought this body would go this distant's
yet 49 will so do
and for the first time in my life
I ready to treat myself

But first I will praise the fallen
all my kin that never got here
I pity the fact
that I will never see 50

I will take what I have got left
and I will so run with it
to be a who's who
49 will do

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

Just show's you how ******* I am a killing myself lol GG

The broken bells do try to chime
in horrid winds of broken times
hidden in the Abby there is her crypt
the place I leave her roses red and dead

Silent prayers form holy communions
as I sit by her coffin and weep
making shadows cast by candlelight
singing to her in numerous periods of sleep

I utter, Soon, my love, I will join you
just to hold you once again
in arms cold and unforgiving
we will dance the last waltz

The gales pluck at bindweed
playing pizzicato to our lost love
as I lay my head down on your tomb
for our slumber and eternal rest

Hear the voice of angels
they have come to us
just one more miracle
our last dance of death


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It's getting darker in here
I know they will be here soon
I can hear their cold whispers
getting closer and closer

What will they ask me to do for them
what will they want from me this time
all the doors and widows are locked
but that has never stopped them before

Their suffocating presences
their unending demands
will bring me to my knees
another night another ****

I was about to sleep
that calm before the storm
but I am not allowed to slumber
they want me keen and sharp

So I will bathe in the lightning
and the burning in my heart
I will trust what I have been told
and fearless, upright boldly do I go

All that will stop me
is my own mortality
my halo of light
still shines above me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I tidy up after the event
after the deed is done
for I am the clean up man

I clean the blood from the walls
get the brains off the ceiling
it's my job as a clean up man

At first it used to turn my guts
but if you kept that up for too long
you would go insane
and you would not kick it
as a clean up man

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I question my talent all the time
beat myself to death about it
I wonder who am I kidding
my writes are so piddeling

So I do what a dark poet does
I hurt myself to still feel real
my life means little to me
for I only live for poetry

Alone in my dark realms
I can talk to the dead
they ask me to come with them
tell me it would be a better world

Yet I am far to bitter to welcome death
I still have too much to accomplish
and I mean to die when ready
with my silver pen in my hand


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I'm a tree hugging green

one of natures best friends

she' put me on her face book

I put her on mine, then pressed send

I can't wait to go back to Cyprus

ride those dolphins again

feeling the wind on my face

God I love that beautiful place

Her sapphires skies smile so kindly

as I leap and bound in her warm waters

my friends will click and squeak

as the suns rays kiss my cheeks

Man, I am so ready to go, totally stoked

let's get a ticket on line

I have a date with nature

and she will do me fine

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I created for myself
a most delicious death
one of the delirious mind numbing kind
for I need to break my wings once more

Think not that this write dear friends
do not think that this is a cry for help
I am one of those that is capable
and do choose my own fate

Look into my black eyes
there is such a delicious death
hear my screams liken to a Angel
as I scream her words in my last breath


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I'm running in circles chasing my tail
I will catch it one day, I know, some how
if I lay quietly and very still
it may try to slip off to eat my meal

So I watch it as it moves to and fro
can't wait too long for I have to go
my master is calling walkies
the jingling of the lead will get to me

Now my tail is taunting me, waving
it's is saying goodbye soo indignantly
but yet I know when I go out
that little *** will follow me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Her life had been hell in South Shields
as love had given her a rotten deal
so she decided to move to warmer climes
that's how she became a neighbour of mine

Claire is her name, with hair that flows like red wine
I gave love up years ago, but yet still, she looks fine
we chat a lot about any subject
she is one of the intelligent kind

Slender in form as her luck in love
still has pain in her eyes
so I took her under my wings
to teach her everything

She is a very good pupil
the kind that could rule worlds
and now that woman never frowns
after making a fresh start in a new town

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The greatness of the order do we wake
with wings of the holy do flight we take
the seventh day of trinity
do we bring 70 wise men

Oh holy is this war eternal
I was there when the sky burned
saw the greatest of ours fall
yet I always have obeyed

After the seventh day of silence
we are commanded to bring order
to provide men of holy ways
for mortal children to heal and save

As was written, I do now see
in heaven Angels carrying savage weapons
as in the movement in the stars
does bring another mighty war

How battle proud and profound
for I am fifty fifty human
an a abomination to pure angels
in the order of light called Five

So back I have come
after seven days of silence
to claim peace on Earth
and try to stop the violence

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

As the sea recedes and calls
I grab the shells I collected
and I make their colour deep
from the tears that flow from my eyes
and all the dreams I had are just ripples
in a sea of distrust and troubles
the moon smiles over me
and casts kind shadows
but yet I cry
and wish to die
Again and again
I wish to die

I am a Greek tragically in the wings
without an audience to perform to
the jester by my side stabs me with his fake knife
tells me I'm a sorry ***** and I could have a life
But yet I cry
and wish to die
again and again

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Consider what fuels your love
what keeps that fire burning
is your love epic, written in the stars
or on the verge of extinction, like Mars

Would you walk in darkness for love
tread on the threads of opinion
call their misgivings to fault
make brave your convictions
with vindicating retorts

Could you with free spirit
call to angelic forces
bring light to those with dimmed eyes
the sad, broken and the fallen

Would you hold a hand in comfort
no matter their crimes
leave an echo of kindness for mankind
loving whispers of a good Earth

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

The telex caster flickers on
and the chap from the BBC, states
the last of the balloons are erected
we are ready for lift off

Slowly the land pulls away from the earth
time to rule Britannica most glorious
going where the winds takes us
and where we land, we will take as ours

Using only sound weapons
and the whispers of cold winds
we are so ready to take seizers
for this is airship Britain, full of lunatics

All don their red jackets
men, women and even children
no more muskets or marching
for this land is made for fighting

We are the now the Kunstprodukt
so ready for war, and so wanting
ready to take back what we have lost
this is battle of airship Britain

Only the elite will attire in black
for they are the ******* warriors
and they will jump into action
before we land, and play dangerously

We will rule where the wind takes us
for Britain is not on the map
and soon we float over to you
and land on your ****** lap


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Oh look at her in her blue dress
thrills of silk draping her thighs
if only I was not the mad hatter
and my teeth did not chatter without her

If I wake from her side
oh god I would rather die
my love my Alice sleeps
and by her side I will keep

She knows not that I a more then I seem
for her this is just a beautiful dream
oh I want to tell her
I want to uncover my all

I hope she does not **** her pants
with her angel of romance
and I dance
as my love Alice does sleep

See my wings protect her
she will never ever come to harm
and I will hold her and shield her
from all and sundry

My love my love
all the stars do not compare with your beauty
I am in wonderland with you
I love you and all that you do

Alice wake now
see me and know me
see the blood I have shed
but know I love you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sorry mother of eve broken tears
oh yes my sweet mother
I am your alien baby

I mutated as you adjusted
you knew before I was born
I was an alien baby

Do you remember how I was
how curious about human form
the way you made human babies

When all of you slept
I'd get out of bed
just to be in the garden when they came

They unlocked things that you could never know
when binary codes where giving
as you humans did take it slow

Naked was that night
somewhere at Christmas time
that hush moment in the burning of stars

Don't you love me my human mother
like you could love another
for I am your alien baby, not maybe

Now I realise I am not one of you
just a jester in a world of fools
oh yes Mother, I am your alien baby

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They fall so hard for Eve
and I know why
she is dangerous
a killer in a dress of white

She is a murderous invention
one of my best works
she is nearly a human
even though she has her quirks

I made of my flesh and blood
one day in battle like me she will be buried in mud
but for now, like me, we will battle on
to the end of our lord's song

I programmed her just as fighter elite
just as the machine I did become
I want her to live forever
but one day she will die

She now is as fast as me
she has that kind of pedigree
I have shown her how to stride stars
her training started on warlike Mars


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It was all for nothing
our intimate talks just turned to dust
I thought I had a love special
but you dashed my hopes and dreams

Now I sit here in my room
and I feel so broken
the thoughts in my mind
now in tatters because of you

The trust has been destroyed
my heart has dismissed you
my love for you has gone
my heart dashed upon the rocks

My last love nearly killed me
so I will not want that again
so this is why it's goodbye
so live a good life and so long


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You are my crystal fountain
I bathe in your healing waters
you have made my life full of sunshine
I embrace your kindness and holy ways

My garden blooms all because of you
I hold my ear to your slender frame
I hear the life within you
and all I can do now is smile

My heart is full to the brim
for all that I love about you
forever I will be tender
all for the love of you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Rocking gentle from side to side
no wind does meet my sails
so I lay on the deck of make believe
listening to the calls of whales

As night becomes my usurper
in a sky gently full of stars
and takes me to other lands
beyond angers benign of Mars

The moon sits pretty on the horizon
smiling kindly my way
and whispers sweetly to me
all do have their day.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I love to kick the dust up
by the stars I am told to
it matters not disagreements
for those reasons I was made

Some I hope hate me with passion
for I am so prepared for them
I was trained many times before
to deal with rodents such as them

Should I show my armour
make you listen to saints
should I be so forthcoming
knowing all is too late

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She draws cold breath on this winters morn
dress of black silk and silver she adorns
one step after another tentatively forwards
into the clearing from ancient pine woods
ankle high mist dances slowly then parts
and faster now does beat her kind heart
only chapel bells chiming gently in the distance
would be so bold as to break such soft silence

This final farewell she knew would come
tried purging the thought when it began
but love lost now is truly honour gained
did she repeat in her head again and again
then from nowhere did he appear
the man she loved yet also feared
looking into the black pools of his eyes
she touched his cheek then commenced to cry.

Speaking softly kind words of comfort
would have no merit in this the saddest of times
for after this mornings magical covenant
they would of severed all that did bind.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

All the time in the world I have
so please don't step on my toes
for I am now rather armed
and so ****** dangerous
I truly will, show you my all
I will eat you up for breakfast

You now meet me in my most dark days
know that after I die, my poetry will live forever
I am the dark and wicked killer
the elite murderous monster
and I have all the time in the world
so come to me and do play

Let me show you true eternal night
let me show you true eternal might
we are rather active
and now we want blood
we have all the time in the world
we are the glory to the fifth, so *******


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Your legs may ache, but keep climbing
stride those rocks of disillusionment
and reach that all time high

No matter the lack of faith from others
love them back in kind the mothers
and reach that all time high

Sing the songs of kindness and love
sing them strong and sing them proud
reach that all time high

And when all is dark and you start to fade
know that you did the very best you could
to reach that all time high


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

This complexed mind
with it's idle paint set
don't you see people
he is already dead

I am not brave
nor do I care to be a hero
I am already dead
and mean to be a zero

Part please my company
for I am already dead
try to work it out
get it though your human heads

Yes I am already dead
broken and tortured by me
look how **** poor I am
I have no pulse, don't you see


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Are you one of them
that can't love without romance
that pure fragile heart

I was just like you
I really believed in love
yet now it has gone

Always need romance
just for another sweet chance
to find love again


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This muse is for my Lord
hold it my friends
to your heart
and pray

It's song goodness born
this holy slumber
a word for the kind
oh Emmanuel

Let me cast my wings
show honour to you
make each word my last
in your sweet kind minds

No speech do I need
just the light of love
and you give me it
in trinities bread

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You numb me

you melt me

my pounding heart now stops

this is my anaesthetic love


The fall of mountains

the burning of trees

can never break our love

please do understand me


I am paralyzed by you

totally out to lunch

this is what you have done to me

this is what you have done my love



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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

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

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

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He likes knocking hats off policeman
he loves to urinate in the streets
he wears his socks for months
just so that his feet will stink

He spits on door handles
he will crap into bags
then throw it at a shop window
and especially ****** banks

He likes to set fire to supermarkets
he loves the sound of sirens
he wants an end to poverty
without knowing he is making it

He needs to be locked up
they need to throw away the key
what a ****** waste of life
this sad little Anarchist be

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

What of this Egyptian tomb
with it's granite sarcophagus now vacant
who was the man that resided within
was he kind and gentle king, or a monarch of evil

Was the sky bluer, the sun warmer
was the air sweeter from scented gardens
did he know of now forgotten cures
cures for all mankinds ailments, I wonder

Their marble epitaphs
it was a triumph of the will
how many slaved souls sacrificed
how many of those poor wretches died

How horrid to be entombed with your master
buried alive to serve your king
forever more to be his servant
doing his bidding in worship of him

Yet now it's just a hollow receptacle
empty yes, yet full of mystery
this is a fitting thing
for an ancient king

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

What of this ancient Egyptian tomb
with it's granite sarcophagus now vacant
who was the man that resided in here
was he kind and gentle or a monarch of evil

Was the sky bluer, the sun warmer
was the air sweeter from scented gardens
did he know of now forgotten cures
for all mans ailments, I wonder

Their marble epitaphs
was it a triumph of the will
how many slaved souls sacrificed
how many of those poor wretches killed

How horrid to be buried with your master
buried alive, to serve your king
forever more his servant
doing his bidding in worship of him

Yet now its just a hollow receptacle
empty yes, yet full of mystery
this a fitting thing
for an ancient king



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I will stand by your bedside every day, broken
I tried to heal you, but my powers were lost
so I came home disappointed, and *******
all those tubes and breathing apparatuses, I feel so helpless

I ask the world not to think of me
for I am willing to sacrifice all for you
do not be taken away from what is left of us
me and my last blood brother will rise and die for you

The blood is still denied of the last
I am sure they want to **** us all
yet I am the only one trained in war
my younger, your elder will follow fast

This has been a nightmare
a bad dream I would love to wake up from
but this is no dream or fantasy
this is the real ****** world, and I hurt inside


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I have faced death many times
seen my brothers and sisters fall
dodge the bullets and bombs
thinking only to be with you again

I have died on the battlefield
as I pulled my own to safety
the sweat burns my eyes
I know I will not survive

Forgive me my love
for I know that I die
yet my voice does utter on my last breath
it mutters your name

I am that disappointment
that solider that does not come home
as you wait
with a smile and flowers in your sweet hands

If you only knew how much I love you
if only you had seen the battlefield
my love you would know
that this is where my life ends, and I go


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

After all the ticker tape
the cheers and applause
when the curtain closes
you find yourself alone again

Still holding the flowers thrown
you walk back to your dressing room
and there you sit in tears, on your own
the stage a crypt, this room a tomb

The cotton ***** by the bed table are full of blood
they will know you have been at it again
leave those sleepers and breakers
you never needed them to blend in

Clean that sweet face up
some would love to be you
you are someone that can change the world
people will love you without the façade

Close that diary of tears and fears
be that person you are deemed to be
and in conclusion
be the good in you, for all to see

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

Let love surround me in petals and stars
let them see the light in me
we mean no harm to human kind
all we want is peace on earth

I have seen distractions for too many years
what is the worth of living in lies
oh I pity what you have become
come may,come what might come

Stand fast he tells us
and we do not question faith
for he is love
the light of grace

So I will stand in this barren land
as water hides in deep wells
but by his word
I sing Noel

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

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)

The artist lays there on my bed
asleep with his broken heart
he is a good friend of mine
with such balance and warmth
he can put a grin on my face
with his smile, to the end of my days

Whist he slumbers
after reading so much of my poetry
what a friend to tolerate me
what a friend he must be
so off to make him a coffee
and wake him up again


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris