Before the music stops
may I have one more dance with thee
hold on to me tight
for as we dance we will take flight

Let all in the ballroom
know what you mean to me
I am far too in love with you
to let them wonder or care

Just me and you
for you are the pick of the crop
so dear lady dance with me
before the music stops


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

He sits there daily on his wooden crate
close to a pitch tin box and paper stand
he holds out his burger container
with food scraps and pennies inside

Some may look at him as a filthy beggar
yet, as you get close to him you see he's blind
one eye is glazed over, the other three quarters closed
he's a reject of this city with a persona of serenity

When ever I pass him I will always give him my change
then look back with an ache in my heart for his malady
he lifts the burger box to his face to peer inside
then his fingers identify it's numerical contents

I see him not a beggar, but an unfortunate
as he has nowhere else to go, yes a vagrant
his home is cardboard boxes and newspapers
his home is outside the Embankment tube station


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2010 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

He wants to marry me
in all of my poverty
so I put my glad rags on
skipping to the words of the gun

He wants to marry me
then to take me to Blackheath
there he wants to beat me
beat me close to death

Let the bells ring out
for he wants me beaten
he wants me to bleed
crimson joy falling from my sweet mouth

He wants to hate me forever
so he gives me a ring of barbed wire
then he smiles like the Devil
and beats me up again


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

151
1 I was small among my brothers,
and the youngest in my father’s house;
I tended my father’s sheep.

2 My hands made a harp;
my fingers fashioned a lyre.

3 And who will tell my Lord?
The Lord himself; it is he who hears.*

4 It was he who sent his messenger
and took me from my father’s sheep,
and anointed me with his anointing-oil.

5 My brothers were handsome and tall,
but the Lord was not pleased with them.

6 I went out to meet the Philistine,
and he cursed me by his idols.

7 But I drew his own sword;
I beheaded him, and took away disgrace from the people of Israel.

So I have become a nobody
a boy not loved or cared for
the sweet pain of loss
courses through my veins

The poisonous lies you call
all the promises you make
are now so hollow in my mind
now I know your words are fake

Make merry your time in stupidity
blank it's mundane your dire fluidity
throw corrosion to the winds timed
then watch the sirens take you in

Sleep on the poverty of ignorance
dwell in the city of laughable follies
enrich your life in unthinkable good
for you are the merchant of despair

I pity not your wickedness
and would claim a place
where you would be in comfort
down deep in the belly of the beast

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Our secrets of the powers
the realization of true divinity
we have buried deep beneath our kingdom
and there they stay till our leaving day

In the time of homeward bound
when in tears you all will drown
the last of us, her last holy fleets
will kiss you all and bid you sweet farewell

At that time the skies will open
the portal will be in brilliant white
then you will see our true light
as twenty thousand angels do take flight

Other worlds
other places
other lands
other races


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

When I first met Bernadette
she was chasing a fledgling down cobbled streets
I saw the frantic look on her face
her icy blue eyes of concern
so I helped her to corner the poor creature
I lifted it up and put it gently in her hands
she smiled at me and said thank you
I replied that I help any creature I can

I had just bought some shoes
so I gave her the box they came in
told her to hide him safe in it
with tissue papers as a bed she put it within
from that day to now, we have become good friends
two lovers of life and caring
and for that I call Bernadette my sister
for she shines with beautiful angelic light


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

Best off dead and he got it
best off we take them all out
best off we win
for we will not loose
best off

Best off I talk in riddles
best off I scream in silence
best off I shut my sweet mouth
for my own it is
best off

Best off I die in glory
best off I do it from my heart
best off I follow orders
you know it's
best off

Best off I fight for the cross
best off death is nothing
best off I fight forever
to save the kind
best off

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

My heart never healed when my father left
I lie to myself that he had the time to say goodbye
this is why I will always be a loner
and call myself five

Time will never heal the pain within
yet I don't hate him
even though he left me in pain
I will take my hearts strain

So little time left
so much I want to say
maybe I should leave now
and hope for better days


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


To The Dad I Never Had

No huffing and puffing
just scripting and scribing
for twenty writes everyday
is so better then ***

No pumping the iron
just pencil paper and writing
for this I love to bits
is so better then ***

I shake as if I was coming
and I so need to release
bang before I know it
another poem done, better then ***

I have seemed to of kicked up a few gears
I know this will sounds rather queer
I think a poet lord is getting near
and poetry is so better then ***

By Christos andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I hide away all the time
I don't want to fall in love again
for a woman that writes well
I will die for with a heart of pain

For under my dark cloak
a Angel doth dwell
and it knows the paths
to heaven and hell

I don't want to be touched again
I gave up lust of flesh long ago
all I have left is the love of words
like with women, I never took slow

I have something in my pocket
I tell you it's not a rocket
don't let me ever get it out
for it will take you beyond the stars


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Touch the shimmering light that falls through my windows
feel the warmth of another day of living fearless ways
make substance to your life
no matter where you are

Trust in better days around the corner
like it was a candy shop up your street
come on lets run to it now
get your boots on and beat those feet

Take my hand for if you want we can fly
just think of crickets in a cool meadow
listen to them rasping away
lets fly on this cool end of day

Beyond will alone, you have to have faith
faith in loved ones, faith in friends
faith in someone that when you falter
will pick your **** back up again

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I watch your jaw drop as I get my manhood out
it's Thursday night and 50 years of party time to come
I don't need to get naked this year, but I will
for I bare my *** for the good of all my soul

In words I laze around
sometimes say something profound
but to my sin my mouth and mind
is so Juvenal and in the sin bin

I am sure I don't mean to
but protection and sub diversion
I have had the misgovernment to comply
and I don't feel cool about that

So while I have a chance
before they ***** me again
I tell poets out there
be your heart and be your sin

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Winters in this city, jeeze they are cold
winds kick a frozen play
so biting and bracing it is
in the big apple city of hope

I love to walk down 42nd Street
have a coffee at the Grand Central Terminal
sipping slowly, watching the people go by
pad and pen in hand writing my life away

Nice place New York, a place you feel hidden
no one has time to notice you
and in the winter especially so
when it's biting in the big apple


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am feeling black
hurting heart attack
I break dust in my hands
so wanting to hurt

It hurts to be so black
knowing what I can do and be
I am a ******* son a a *****
in this mood in this black

I unplugged my phone
want to be left on my own
for I am a fearful *******
when I am black

I am a tactile assassin
murdering is my second name
I **** by thinking
as war is my pride and shame

Yes I am rather black
and you would not want me on your back
**** be will hurt when I want
for I am her warring black


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I have always had a preference to the dark
that is why I study the killing art
I am that black winged nightmare
that can smash you in two

I'm I sure it will hit me ten fold
oh yes please for I care not for my soul
well if it was mine
sure I would still not care a jot

I do it for the hate of you
for I despise all
I want my hands rather ******
with my black magic studies

I hate you
I hate them
lets make it totally ******
with my black magic study

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Her dress is crisp and slick
adorned in black purple and blue
her black eye shadow does match her nails
as her veil flutters in the wind liken to a mid ship sail

She's a big fan of Skinny Puppy and Front 242
you better not eyeball her or she will finish you
she's a skilled exponent of nefarious martial arts
cross her thrice and she will rip your soul apart

Yet I like her a lot, she's got *****
I even like all that she does do
in her victorian gear
all that black purple and blue


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She was called the black widow
she could bastardize many
her skin was nearly metallic
and her spawn she did protect

Cold as the arctic winds
jealous and cruel as the midday desert sun
with the art to rip people apart
her evilness was her sweet art

Most that have met her could only surrender
many never came back from the first greeting
the ones that did come back
were never the same again

Some tried to tame her
twanging on her web
yet most that did
were eaten and the others more than dead

Leave her with her *******
that was the command
keep your sweet distance
from her heartless wicked lands


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Till tomorrow's lockets of truths come to pass
down through bleak street to the underpass
and their they stand coldly lost and forlorn
from the midnight hour to the scream of dawn
no saviour no lord nor knight can save them
for they are the folly of unforgiving lies
the screams of babies they have left behind
have hollow meaning in a city of greed and want
plaid objects of lust in a fat mans hand
'tis bent, contorted with bitter smiles on command
concrete flowers shatter petals like dust
among burnt out cars that are full of rust.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Black in rage
red in heart
my body was broken
yet you came to aid me
my sweet blessings in violet

Where I fell exhausted and dying
you healed me and gave me strength
I know you don't want me to die
yet every day I try
and it's making me blue

I owe you my life
so I made you my wife
please my angel
I don't want to be alive
have mercy on me and let me die

Take away your beautiful gift
for I don't deserve mercy
my heart breaks everyday
my life is not life
my sweet blessings in violet


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

Hush my love no weeping for me
life is transitory and I am still here
you touch me my love, you know of me
many times I have been there

Only you know how to love a dead man
a creature without a care
one of knowing much
the last of those of blood and guts

My transitory stance
that with all my darkness you romance
with such innocence
I shield you from the dark

My empires are such
that if they knew of my deeds
they would in these lands
call me that one of blood and guts

Winter has gone
but my heart is cold
without your caress
I would grow deathly and bold


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

It was one of those summer nights
where I would be dancing to dawn
I thought I had spilled my claret
but no, there was blood on the dancefloor

I continued to dance looking around
to see who was bleeding
someone was well messed up
and I just wanted to help them

Then by the speakers by the mirror
I glanced at my wrists to see it was me
the one that was bleeding tragic
I had cut myself in sadness that day

I just keep dancing to the beat
taking deep deep breaths
for as a manic depressive
I love playing with death


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They want to see how I tick
me of shields most resplendent
they want to **** me and dissect me
they even want to know who made me

There will be blood on the walls if they dare
and none of it will be mine
I can tolerate a **** or two
but truly I have a hard drive limit

Me of the dark empires, lord of the lost
they are barking up the wrong banshee
and if they persist I will smite them all
and I vow there will be blood on the walls

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

See the path of suffering
it's not one to walk down
but if you want to help people
it's a path you have to walk

Don't ask for applause or adulation
it does not work in that way
it's just blood sweat and tears
much emotional pain just to save

Wear your heart on your sleeve
never let them know of your goodness
it's a better way than to get too involved
just try to hide your emotions

Know you have to suffer for them
just to lift them off their knees
care for them
and truly love them


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Those ****** cotton moths get everywhere
in my silk shirts and even in my underwear
I am not one to **** little creatures
but with these critters, I'm making a stand

I washed all my attire
with the vigor of earth wind and fire
yet knock me sideways as a cyber goth
I can't get rid of these ****** cotton moths

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They have burnt my bothers and sisters
they tried to **** us all
yet I am only one of the few that got away
and they will not be burning me

See the bones in the ashes
the stakes charred
they called us witches
my children of the stars

So now I cast a solar spell
lets see who burns now
I will find the witch smellers
and destroy them all

I am warlock and guardian of time
dare step on my toes
and I vow now
I will pound you into slime


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Have you ever wondered
how many books have been lost forever
all the cities sacked
all the libraries burnt

Those books thought lost forever
those books not lost, just hidden away
would you like to know where
where the books lost forever lay

Well they lay in the ashes of time
in the whispers of kind winds
by the shimmering of leaves summer green
on the pond of forgotten thoughts

There you can stand reading
reading the ash on the lillies
but be fast and most ardent
or you're never cram everything in


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I lay the black cross over my right eye
my own blood over my Poetry
I am somewhat called we
I could get you so excited you would ***

I lay my words where my body could fall
in those rose gardens of trust
the park where Angles shed their wings
whist whispering Eden to the last of them

Wow whom are the black hearted ones
olden *****
Born For Burning 13

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I hold the black flag and the red cross
for I was made to battle hard
I am ready to do the unthinkable
for I was born to battle

I spit on the flag of peace
for I am in the mood for total war
my tail will rattle
for I was born to battle

I call my own to me
with all the magic I know
I am taking no more *******
for I was born to battle

My war machine is primed
time to storm with hatred
sent to utterly destroy
for I was born to battle

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She came from the northern winds
and hear me.. she grows in my garden
her majestic stature gives me strength
and her leafy frame imagination

In the kindness of wild
her hues enlighten me
I bow to her courage
as I would meeting thee

Her green inspiration
her buds in April
her blossom in may
her call in the stillness
I am told what to say

This divine being I know little about
will one day fill my life with joy
for from her wooden stature
she will fashion me a toy

And when the clock chimes eight
I will wave from my gate
I will bid her farewell
and again will I bow

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Through the sand he goes
the boy trapped in the hour glass
his life would be linear
if this child was alive

Yet he live and dies every second
he's the boy that lives in the sand
here he goes spiraling down
just to be turned upside again

No time within time
he's encapsulated in his vessel
so free in some ways
yet a prisoner of forever

Again again he lives and dies
the boy that lives in the sand
time trickles through his fingers
with the laughter of the gods


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I met God and she told me of the lie
the line the bad give to the good
and if you are a good girl
you know that you should

She shook her silver hair like a morning pony
as her scribes are so full of crap for the lonely
drifting words liken to a snow storm
yet I am warm

Just for one Day
I'd like to say
Live in my shoes
look fear in the face
and smile.

I know BRAVE.
I know Faith.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I remember the doctors telling me
told me the pain would come in bouts
well that was the understatement of the year
it gets so bad sometimes I wish I was dead
I have morbid thoughts of hanging myself
or even throwing myself under a train

I have many times when the pain is that intense
I will grab a pillow making my knuckles turn white
then I scream into it and as I pull it away from my face
all I see are speckles of blood, it's rather distressing
all I have now are my commissioned writes
which keep me in breadcrumbs and shirt buttons

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You have decimated your only hope

you and the others have broken beauties back  

I hear her agonizing screams

as you abuse her again and again

  

As soon as the honeymoon was over

you and your kind tore holes in her heart

ripped at her skin, you all have

and now she lays dying in the dark

  

You will answer for your murderous crimes

I have no sympathy or you

I know what is coming

you will suffer for your foolish ways

  

You have choked her, ***** her

abused her beautiful domain

poisoned her with your greed

and now she dies where you stand

  

  

By Christos Andeas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It begins in earnest now
the part I play as poet
soon quick atones me
an impatient fool like me

Breaking the barriers
so wanting to feel
inside my barren mind
full of so many lies

This insecure madness
a million miles from reality
this snot monster
from the edge of time

Watch my self destruction
as I try to help myself
in the monuments of time
where real justice gives credence

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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)

They made him a prisoner
gave him a number
no more would he use his name
until this sweet time

He suffers many a curse
chokes on death everyday
but he does not give up
breaking all his chains

No more will he hide
no more the destiny
he has gave it to the limit
and has broke all his chains

He looks like a mental jester
a proverour of all that is dark
he is truly her breast suckerling child
with his will, is breaking all the chains


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They come in black adornment
I have ordered the destruction of all of me
let it be this way
and wave to you goodbye

Never will they hear of Neon again
for he he is off... and so gone
as I do what I have to do
and bring my temples down

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Bring the night to me
as I die with no dignity
let me be covered in your darkness
free me from this broken body

How much more do I tolerate
how much pain must I go through
this is not my only way out
to escape from this life so cruel

I am owed so much money from people
that now I live in this finality of poverty
thank you my dear friends
as now you starve me to death

My heart does still beat
yet I am halfway to death
take me now whilst so weak
bring the night to me

You know I have broken this one
and I rather need a new body
so on my bended knees I plead
I beseech you to bring the night to me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

When frost comes fast on new buds of spring
when birds decline in morning winds
and the bite of winter still claims to fight
when the day beats the night in the balance of light

When brittle makes it last pure cold demise
when all it's follies fall from it's eyes
it is just a testing time
might an experiment of kind

When brittle comes apart in old age
are you wise enough to be a sage
barely are you hanging on
as the reapers cold blade, does close in

Time to kneel, time to heal
time to say farewell dear world
time to say you did love
time for home above

For we are brittle
dainty and little
goodbye body of man
for we are truly brittle

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Broken I was in the desert sands
could have died in these Fairlands
they saw me and Tazmarlo
I tried to revive him but I had no medical kit

They pulled me from my fighter
I could still feel her pain
my co-pilot had died
right before my eyes

She was screaming
and I hear her voice now
still screaming find me
she knows I know-how

Never to be broken
that I have been told
for the lies of others
is just excess or pros

When I get upset
when things impossible come
where the darkness of hell
I did once reside does dwell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You have broken me
taken the heart of me
I wish nothing then to be with you
for I have fallen in love with you

I want to pinch myself to see if this is real
knowing who in love with you I feel
love hurts so much
and I am hurting for you

Sweet is my darkness
after all my holy wars
I am in love with you
and so broken by you

I will be with you soon
take you in my arms
kiss you hard and hold you
I want to make you mine

By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Just as life is brief
I kiss you and say goodbye
know this battle is over
and broken hearts mend

I turn away my battle eyes
as I am one of mercy
I touch down to make peace
as for now no conflict will be

I must get on with my righteous plan
to be a rightful lord of this land
no more venomous retorts
for all broken hearts mend

This my last message I send
let this be the end
for dear lady
all broken hearts mend


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I bet as I buy you
oh silly silly little things
I am his right hand
and called by his command

I rebuilt all of my Lord
if you have any sense fear me
for I am a master of war
see all my beaten scars

Think me idiot boy
just a toy you can push
when you are honey
into your poetic bush

Let me taste Neptune
that womanly smell
that hot honey ***
that gushes from your lips

So as I dance with you
in a hormonal stance
you know kit kit
I am broken no longer

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

You left us in tatters
broken on the tiled floor
and here we lay discarded
crumpled in a heap
too f**ked up to keep

Oh you wonder why I am wounded
did you conceive and so ****** enjoy
would you like me to bleed for you
show you my silent destruction
just to show, what I mean to do

Oh yes I am a broken
like fallen to the floor
and where I do fall
I do pray for better days
as I am that deleted, a broken toy


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

It was a crazy night with my friends
it was a serious bubblebath bonanza
we were celebrating the ***** time
the places where we cleaned the grime

Here we are in the tub
the jacuzzi is doing ten to the dozen
this is the last warriors rub
for we fall in disrespect

The last opulent puzzle
those that were too much
and those that so wanted to shout it
well they had to be silenced

But here I sit in my bubble bath
and God we have a laugh
for I know you are liken to all but me
a creature of age, for some to see

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He watches face pressed to the window
hunger pains hurting his stomach
watching them flick the burgers
right into the plastic bin

They don't care for the hungry outside
the homeless the down and outs and starving
their Company tells only to sell
the rest are consigned to the bins

Been told it's company policy
yet I think it's a ****** travesty
such a waste of edible fast food
I wish their was something I could do

Maybe a poem or two
about my burger bar blues
that's about all
I can really do

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Some where buried in the deep blue
some buried in igneous rock
others snug in magma
on hit's beat best at the earth's core

When she decided to cold call them
most were watching repeats of lost in space
and whist baby sitting
strangulating the children of Eve

Some where buried under temples
some played sweet havoc on skies sleeping
but some had never left and never slept
some of the first where just liken to me

They would slip though times forgotten
until the end does come
to know that sweet time
you would have to ask one

We are as black as heaven
white as hell's sent tears
now all start to wake
all after so buried for years

All I want is peace
you here that from eve
but most do not care
buried all these ****** years


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

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