My baby is a 45
she feels cool in my hand
their gonna listen to me
and obey my commands

She will get them to open the tills
my swag bags hurriedly they fill
then a couple from her voice will ring out
into the ceiling as I shout, stay down

Got my gun, don't want to loose it
I love the kick when I use it
I care for life like I care for me
I am a low life **** with no dignity

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Grace was a curiously clumsy lady
like a chimp in a dress, rather lackadaisical
she could creep up on you cold
sending shivers down your spine, making you feel old
her shuffling feet and her clammy hands
could drive you to insanity, do you understand

Her wants and obsessions
her lies and child desertions
not caring for others did she
it was just her cries of me me me
a sham and blight on the human race
a woman's shame was graceless Grace


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Forgive me my Lord
for the fever takes me over
I can't think to write
I feel like I am dying

The numbness in my body
is in unison with my mind
I am crippled at this point
yet I will write as much as you will

Your sun shines through my window
yet you know I am broken inside
so I will not pity the foolish me
called once again to be by your side

I did what you asked of me
all the wrongs you wanted
to your loving light
I do drift back again

And if they ask why
why I came back to your sky
smile my love at them
say, what is willed will be done

Oh father and mother
great architect of light
who granted me wings
asking me to now take flight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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

My Lord, screamed the monkey
in the yellow whimsical suit
amphibious tests biological checks
micro bot techno ready, to compute

The city became slightly slimy
frogs fell like rain from skyscrapers
the slums turned into theme parks
green and sticky seats to hop on

Swamp flowers grew in shadows of lamp posts forgotten
and by each one, a trio of lying toads waited for weeping moths
small newts stepped aside for the great crested kind
giant tadpoles ate news vendors and papers till that time was lost

Now all is marshland
those Humans are under way
under the lilies, under peat
they had their chance, they had their day

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It's been like a grey child in the rain
so cold sometimes thinking he'd die
with all he has learnt in dramatic ways
just to try to be just so liken to you

He cries in the cold footsteps
body frozen and so cold
watch his heart now splinter
as he travels in the realms of winter

The biting rain upon his face
trying to keep in quite repose
knowing he has his place
in the blackness of winters rose

He is not confused by the cold
not even at all numb in the head
for he means to play in winters snow
and put all his deeds to bed


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The drop ship landed
our troops streamed out
we are green to go
in grey zone twenty eight

So into the caves we went
killing them all we are so hell bent
we switched our goggles to night vision
and where they stood we killed them all

The poor ******* did not have a chance
we killed them all
God forgive us, men women children all
in grey zone twenty eight

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

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

Infiltration was the key word
the stone to bring you down
after eight hundred years I'd forget
did you really think I'd forget

I will bring you down
burning as I did
I mean to destroy you
and I am now so handicapable

Something inside said I'd be back
just for justice, to ******* up
let's see who holds the truth
the Word, you guardians of holy secrets

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

There he is with his southwester on
I so would not want to **** with him
for he is talent and I know it

He puts up with me phoning him
he is such a kind man
and yes I am talking about David

He is an author superfine
and I do so adore his writes
so I am so proud to know him

He puts up with me
and my foul profanity
and call him friend and poet


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Never invited but yet we are here
most have respect and never fear
a tribe of wonders
with a touch of the mystic

Will tell you your fortune
with silver crossing over
weathered faces
with the weight of the world

Nomadic hardened creatures
with wirer reputations
living tooth and by nail
a daily struggle in a computerised world

So build that fire Boy
take that fence up
burn it on the fire Boy
let them know we don't care

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

No water beyond
my goldfin you are too young
I will protect thee

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Tick do the go the clocks in slow repetitive remorse

my spiders have stopped making webs, all are in discourse

our satellite faded out from view at midnight

time has come and gone

now it's half past the hour of sadness

  

My sister sun still shines

in her yellow hue I do admire

but I have watched her die again and again

and in my heart I do wonder why

why should beauty come to a sad end

why should I suffer

looking on helplessly

in this most tragic time

half past the hour of sadness

I can't let he go nova again

  

I try to claim amenity

pretend to shield my eyes

but I am far too gone

far past the light

and in her hour of need

I her brother

I will comfort her

as comes that darkness

half past the hour of sadness  

  

  

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Halfway between two heavens I have found paradise
she comes in beautiful packaging
her voice is of fine silk and wonderment
her frame delicate and made of pure passion

How crazy we are, in so much love
my two homes of my makeup at equal distance
here I write under blue kind skies
with my sweet love by my side

I want time to stand still
just for a little while
so that our matrimony well be complete
for my sweet love has swept me off my feet

Such passion to behold
no age, no getting old
our love is eternally wonderful
our dreams have come true
we fit in perfect unity
in everything we do


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He had just gone to the hole in the wall
went to draw money before coming to mine
then as he walked through an ally
he was accosted and mugged

When my sweet brother got to me
standing at the door with blooded lips
telling me he had just been ripped off
by five what a bunch of cowards

I sat him down
made him a cup of tea
told him I will back in a moment
and with a blade was looking to **** them

My little departed brother
I would have taken them all
I wish I had found them
have all five broken and twitching

Hand over your money
that is what they said to him
he had TB and they saw he was a victim
I wish I had found them to beat the crap out of them


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Moving through the crowds seeking out the lame
critics of his actions whisper, he's on the gravy train
yet his actions are pure, his wanting is to cure
he shouts his appeals, holding up hands that heal

Like many a shepherd before him, he tends his flock
healing till exhausted around the clock
with a selfless attitude true to all like him
his followers gaining momentum

Walking down the streets a lord
one of the elite of old
angel of her glory
with hands that do heal

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He was a very flamboyant chap
was good old Handy Dandy
he was always around to give you one
what a whoopass can of worms was he

No job was too big or too small
he was that handy
so handy was he
he could do them all

He always smelt of cucumber
it was rather particular to him
he had a reptilian smile
but he swore he never ate meat

He cared not for pay
all he ever asked
just one request
he just asked for you to smile

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The morning mist envelopes me
the sun on this cool morning
kisses kindly my brow
and for that moment I find peace

My country is green and good
as my soul ascends, now content
I hear the chapel bells call to me
so I walk the dawn of their chimes

I step with the grace of smiles
for I see divinity all around me
I see the glory of life
and for that I am happy

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I know you are suffering
with your life threatening disease
but I will tend to you forever
as my brother I do love you


It makes me cry sometimes
to see you in so much discomfort
but I will shield you and protect you
and if I have to. heal you


You are my blood brother
but we are not the same
life's I do live
I can always regain

But you are a part of me
and I truly love thee
so I will protect you
using all of my resources

You are the last of my human family
as I do out live all
so happy birthday sweet brother
from this lord of the lost and fools



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The snow had been falling hard in Vermont
it was Christmas eve and eerily quiet
we had built five snow right by our hut

One of my friends said as he looked out of the window
that he could see something strange at the treeline
I said hey cool it man it's ****** Christmas time

I made some coffee for some and others eggnog
we sat there at the fireplace
telling scary stories at a vast pace

Then we heard something out of the ordinary
something was scratching on the hut roof
we looked at each other with fear and some looked aloof

I said, one of us has to go outside
who would like to have a spy
they all said nothing so it was up to me

I got up and went to the door
and tentatively at the hut door, I pawed
slowly I opened it and walked outside

Moving back facing the hut
I looked up and what did I see
it was father Christmas planting a Christmas tree

He was ****** as a ****
his raindeers were like a ******* art
blood was everywhere

He grinned and waved at me
with blood on his not soo white beard, he said
Happy ****** Christmas!


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He is one spasticated mental case
that black clad ******* dark lord
he has a very delicate disposition
**** he of the wars off and he will so ******* up

He is a passive aggressive
and one ******* fighter
but he never shows his scares
he just keeps them in his ****** up head

Do you know the Dark One cries
that ******* ******* dark lord
I think he is on that precipice
I think he is preparing to die

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Through the streaming sunlight
in the glade of emerald trees
I am becoming translucent
as I sit here waiting for you

I know you will come to me
for I have foreseen your destiny
as the summer winds awake foliage
I listen for the tiptoe sounds of release

Does summer matter any more
when all around me is darkness
with the seasons year by the years
would I, should I, care any more

You was the life of summer sent
a blessing to behold
you are a goddess to me
if the truth must be divulged

I just want to hold you one more time
and tell you how much you mean to me
you have always been my friend never a foe
so I find it so ****** hard to let you go


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Never relent to reach your dreams
never fall at the first fence
be brave and fight on
think everyone not your enemy

Stand fast and never yield
be strong for the time of deliverance
be a child of the stars so vast
with hard work and perseverance

Go by the beat of the drum
know that enlightenment is within you
be as we, stride on freely
for I truly believe that you can really do

(Poem For Larna Kira Kourtis)

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

When all the lights go out
have faith
when all is dim and dark
have faith
when some cathedrals crumble
have faith
for new temples are built in their place
have faith

Know that time is truly yours
have faith
and never do discriminate
have faith
make love your banner and true rule
have faith
and for evils doings confound them all
have faith


BY Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Jesus was deemed a madman
by those ignorant Pharisees
just as the providence of faith
with no need for others just for them

Then when Baptist John bathed him
some of us did cry
some with me bowed
and in holy song praised

Do you at anytime
think you have amenity
do at one moment in time
think you gel with the universe

Life after death do you
life after death are you assured
for where I stand, pray hard
as some have time and faith

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Do you write like a ****** ******
do you write and try not to stutter
does writing seem like a breeze
have you sold your soul to poetry

Have words become an obsession
can you never get them out of your head
have you sold your soul to poetry
I did and now I am the living dead


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I had been up all night writing
then as I was going to get my head down
the phone rang, it was Britney
saying do I want a hot toasted muffin
I laughed out loud
and told her to f**k off

I know your hotel room number she said
I am just outside
then I heard the ratta tat tat
oh well there goes my sleep
it's breakfast on Britney
and I know she'll let me

She can sing me a song
and I will read her a poem
we both with no doubt
know where this is going
keep the press away
it's breakfast on Britney


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I am having to take myself seriously
thinking in a poetic stance
this is not for me
or words of romance

My drive, I have no clue you see
I am whom she wanted me to be
I am her last right hand
by her wish and command

It get's stronger everyday
she is my light in every way
I do believe in her passion
as she is all to me

I mean to rock art
show what a poor man can do
for soon I will be gone
so I'm having to

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Today was a bad day
I had friends moping
being a pain in the ***
all ****** day long

I was praying for them to *******
to go and trouble some other poor *******
it was a ******* joke
ha when friends **** you off

Hey I know swearing is not big or cool
but today was a C88t of a day
well thank you my ******* friends
you have done it again

Just leave me to write
on my own to my delight
let me splutter and cough
ha, when friends **** you off

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Hazy as the clouds on high
she lays in verdant fields  
lazy is this child of peace
our child we called Daisy

Her gun turrets were full of flowers
she spoke in purple and blue
the code name she did hold
well that was her deception

Inside her mild inner walls
love would rule supreme
she had no reason she'd say
no reason to take arms and fight

Moss did start to grow
every year there would be more
laying still for many centuries
not wanting to be battle ready

Soon now dear sweet Daisy
soon you will have to move
and take flight to fight
in the forest of forgiveness


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He has the mark of a genius
yet the attributes of a fool
he is a mindbender
and a truth sender
a seeker of all knowledge
and a traveller of time

He is of sword and honour
and such a master of war
and his bedroom antics
well he acts like a *****

Dark as pitch black
with ears of a bat
yet golden as the day
when he has a heart attack

He's kinda human kinda not
a subject with a plan
more then you think
as universes he does span

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I start feeling cold and hurting
oh how is this possible
how can one human make me feel this way
my heart does burn, but my mind is cold

I don't want to be touched by no one
my own will stop any indecent proposals
shield by the light of my sweet gods
I will not buckle and stay steadfast  

Miss me when I am gone
for it will not be too long
so whilst I still dwell in this mire
know for perfection I aspire

No man or woman will stop me
for my God is Poetry
you try to and know fury
as this angel has no mercy

Heading to winters realms
clutching on to my love
Poetry poetry poetry
I love thee to my death


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Look and have faith
for they walk amongst you
and they whisper healing words
just for the righteous liken to you

They will bathe you in light
with the breath of God
and will never leave your side
no matter the cost or loss

They walk among you
never think you are without them
for they have always been here
and by the bond of God can never leave

An angel will always be an angel
even in a frail human form
and they can weave magic
with healing words


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Look and have faith
for they walk amongst you
and they whisper healing words
just for the righteous liken to you

They will bathe you in light
with the breath of God
and will never leave your side
no matter the cost or loss

They walk among you
never think you are without them
for they have always been here
and by the bond of God can never leave

An angel will always be an angel
even in a frail human form
and they can weave magic
with healing words


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Here I stand just a man

but something great dwells within

I am not a robot made of bolts and nuts

I am that one in human forms


Healing broken hearts

that is my glorious art

making kind from darkness

showing mankind's pure light


Oh to know what I am

the last creature of kindness

for as I do speak

white doves fly from my hands


Fear me not children of Eve

for I am of all your make believes

child of the broken sword

where angels call me lord


Battle not me

do not fear me

do not temp me

for non of you can hurt me



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I cried when you went off with amour on
I could not believe you would leave me
you looked back as you marched on
and in that moment I hated you
and wished you gone

Sweet love why let my love fade
why let me worry to age
please my sweet love
do not go back to war
was I just your *****

Please my love don't
don't temp one liken me
to help the follies of man
what you do is rather transparent
and I am not of human kind

I was there
I have been there
I have fought there
I do rule there

Come back my love
you do have a choice
for you my love.......
I promise to come right back

You know if they do
do shake my nest
they will feel my rage
let me go, I do it best

Oh should I love you
when all you do is destroy me
making me your words

I don't know if I love you
as you will leave me lonely
I'm hurting you *******

But you don't care
I must not scream
as Angels scream

I must pray for you
you foolish man

Go and die
but ******* why

My heart breaks
and my heart aches

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

If Jesus was next to you waving a cup
would you walk past him
maybe tell him to *******!

If he stank of ****
*** he slept in a ******
would you kiss his cheek

If he had a needle in his arm
would you phone the police
or get him a ******* doctor

Heaven comes in many forms
to most they are forgotten
but there are those that know

From the Kind to the Rotten

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am looking for miracles
looking for lost dreams
as now I am on my knees praying
but there is no heaven for me

I lost my wings
when I could not take ****** as a thing
that you can ****
and be a hero still

Heaven has no place for me
no goodly grace for me
no reason to forgive me
broken are my dreams of forgiveness

Relentlessly others of my kind never forgave me
so with my continuum epitaph
I cover my tracks and laugh
as I erase my path  


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Subsequently after he fell
he fell and could not feel
he wanted so much to fall
and his wish came true

Like a leaf withered
he fell holding hands with gravity
down he went
to the sodden earth

No more did he care
beyond the beckoning of death
this time he was, so going to die
each inch a million miles

No more taking flight
no more fighting
for death did await him
on terraferma mother Earth

Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He found out I was pregnant
oh god the shame of it
me being a layer
oh what a shame

He wants my guts for garters
he has it in for me
I lied my best
but he is of Poetry

I try to get rid of babies
get too fat and complacent
walking a line of description
filthy as the ***** I am

He will **** me
I am sure he will
as I know his kind
they have a view to a ****


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

To the fire I bring with one more song
screaming still life fantastic
more then just a daintie fire
Hell. have no fury without me

I can break people down to their construction
for it is nothing to one liken to me
ok I maybe the last in this galaxy
but the rest of mine are free

I told them with my faithful
I said I would hold the line
I thought I'd die
but **** .. I am still alive

I bite bullets and spite them out
play my game .. but be careful
don't get burnt by her jury
for hell hath no fury.. but I do

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The crowds gathered where she had fallen
she laid there still on the ***** city street
her eyes were dark, tears mixed with dust
this metropolis had taken her life and trust

She thought it would be warm in the city
but the cold reality proved her blindness wrong
all her hopes and dreams evaporated
as did the sweat from her pallid face

The city folk just looked at her
non wanted to help her
it's that thing in big cities
it's not my problem syndrome

How old was she you ask
should that really matter
she was a women in distress
and I wish the city had never called her

Now it is on my conscience
why did I call her
why did I call her
to disappointment and death


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

With the wings of gossamer
her that in starlight came
with her words of hope
in her delicate frame

She screamed mercy
told the bad to, take it underground
she was an angel of honour
and her enemies, she would not hound

She was a starship most delicate
one of the angels of peace
and no matter your creed
she could give you release


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Here is my heart, just take it
it's delicate so don't my love break it
my fragile mind goes with that heart of mine
I know I am only worth my words with it

So how many candles do I light for you
what would you asked me to do
for whatever you ask of me
my vow is to please you

Understand you are my brightest star
and I only follow you
so as day fades to night
here is my heart

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Here I go again into my madness
my manic depression again
what hell I go through
as the black dog wags his tail
I so want out
for I have had a gut full
I hate myself
break down every other day
Thank God I am single
no one needs to see my hell
how many times do I **** myself
yet on the next day, I heal
The take over comes so often
I wish I was dead
for I can't get the horrors
out of my F**king head

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She lived on the edge of her nerves
her life was just one big battle
the struggles of life was killing her
could this be her final scream

She did battle against the odds
always standing out among the crowd
she danced to destroyer beats
some did call her one of the insane

Her death would be glorious
she was the truth of being
as all is not what it seems
she was the final scream


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She sleeps upside down

her crucifix nailed to her black wall

it's her resting place

as she binds her feet

she then propels herself

backflips upside onto her cross

there she spits blood before she sleeps

with many souls to treasure and keep


She is one of the loyal to the word

her ranks are many with interchangeable faces

leader of the lords of reason and might

a glory to behold in battle

she shares my rank

has one less black ribbon then me

her wings she repels to the floor

as she hangs from her cross


The rush of dying again and again she dreams

knowing tonight she battles to die once again

if she gets to the nexus the last black ribbon she will gain

death will come before the sun screams morning

she is good at dying

nearly as good as me

in three nights she will rise

and I will hand her, her final black ribbon




By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The arena is at full capacity
cheering madly is this ecstatic throng
but the performer in the centre knows
this will be her last lamented song

Tears fill her eyes
she bows and then cries
she will not tell them
that this is her goodbye

She picks up the red roses thrown
sharp thorns pierce her delicate skin
and as her blood trickles slowly down
she lifts up her arms and starts to sing

As her voice echo's around this vast marble venue
silence falls to a voice of clarity and beauty pure
her last wonderful words will bless them within
for this is the first and last of her angelic tours

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)