In sweet warm winds of mono Summers night
when the villagers are sleeping snug and tight
when you hear the Lilly ponds songs of freedom
you will know the greens chaps are marching

With sinuous limbs of mortal marshlands
they lift their prizes to their honoured Queen
with sweet roosted dragonflies and mayfly pie
they justly do homage to all her glories

First to mark the parade
are the one's in the French frog wars
all those legless, now with stumps
in wheel chairs still smelling of garlic

They salute their queen
those hero's of cuisine
their emerald attire
and strong hearts of fire

Then come her sweet tadpoles
so liken to your navy seals
when bite comes to munch
these brothers are the ******* spawn of the bunch

The Queen she waits for water
she calls out orders for water
but not from her solider sons
but her handmaiden daughters


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This is where Sebastian fell
see the blood leading to the well
he was such a great swordsman
how could of it of ended this way

My word he must of fought fierce
well he got four of them that's a fact
after he was slain they must of dragged him
tipping his body in the ****** cold waters well

We must avenge his demise
with fortitude and vengeance in our eyes
and please please stop me guys
from saying well....  Where poor Sebastian fell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My alter ego protects me

when I am down comforts me

when broken it heals me

when exulted crowns me


It's my never give up

it's the never surrender

it's the help all

for I do love all


My alter ego never dies

I die and come back again still alive

I am not one of you

that is my alter ego


Sing me to my sweet death

I do wish you could

for soon I go

with my alter ego



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It was a case of take or be taken
for she had that glint in her eye
I could not defy her
nor could I deny her
the glint in her eye, was such

As I walk over, change my spots
just to show my capabilities
oh this battle that never ends
see my fleet dear pretty thing
here come my love

I want to show you my vast universe
to let you know what good lords do
I am pretty in black
so ******* dangerous in white
and to her glory, I do fight


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Rainbows kiss silently your beauty
as you cascade in roaring triumph
cheekily I pass my body in your cool fall
and wish to die in your arms

I am blessed in finding you
you are all one man could desire
love of you took me away from mortal cities
you have given me life beyond life

I bare my soul and nakedness
for in your arms I am safe
I will protect you with angelic ferocity
my sweet waterfall of love.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We closed the doors
and did jump out of the window
in club red wine twenty eight

She was wearing sheer black stockings
I was banging the drums for her
we were sweet red wine twenty eight

She bit my lip and made it bleed
as we fell to the ground hurting
I called her a *****, so she slapped me

We came from the same schooling
had graduated with our own
blood fuel, red wine twenty eight

Shatter pavement just by looking
we did laugh as we fought
who would get who
who would be caught

We took it to the streets
no prisoners would we take
for we came from havoc
from, club red wine twenty eight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Snow White is in the kitchen making cakes

Cinderella tells her to make haste

for the witch is coming soon

she comes from the west she cries

this time surely she must die



So together they pick the biggest ***

then the fill it with oil to the top

then with tender hands on the stove they plop

but they don't just want to singe the *****

they want to burn this horrid evil witch



As the oil does come to boiling point

they plan the demise of the witch, joint

with oven on at full heat

they draw up their plan complete

so her horrid visitations will cease



That evening the witch did appear

Cinders and Snow held their fears

then as planned it went ahead

for they wanted that witch truly dead

so from the window they pored upon her head


The witch did scream as she fried

like Kentucky fried chicken she did die

and all that was left of the wicked old witch

was the cloak smelling of cat ****

and her hat and her broomstick



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

There is a strange noise coming from under the hut
I can't sleep with that booming noise
so I turn the lights on and grab a torch
I think the sound in coming from the porch

Where the deuce is that sound coming from
this is going to drive me to despair
hold on the sound is getting louder
it's emanating under that loose floorboard under that chair

So I move the chair to see what's under there
the floorboard moves up really easily
but when I peer under the floor
what I see make my guts go queasy

There in the darkness on a water pipe
wow it's the biggest Gecko I have ever seen
it's got to be as large as an average man  
well I think I will leave it there, it's a change of plan


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I was in the midst of twenty years after that conflict
when then war was on the turn to our side
yet two years after peace was resumed
there became a political divide

Those star children of the sixties
had this on their conscious so near
that one day the missiles would go off
and destroy mankind so severe

The Cold War was child abuse
from the 50's to the 70's
and for one I will never forgive
what they put me and my kin through

Never never.

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)

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 burning fast and furious
bathe in me take the rest of me
eat me alive before I die

Trying to keep a constant
not wanting the next stage
at me alive before I die

My inner core will soon expand
as it was told in future plans
then implode with the light so bright
if I was you shield your eyes
eat me alive before I die

This is systematic destruction
a true beautiful goodbye
before I return to the sky
eat me alive before I die

The pulse does get stronger
as I go once again super nova
a saviour of light is soon to depart
eat me alive before I die


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Man did you just wreak a city
man that ain't too pretty
don't be the class clown
you are going down Charlie Brown

Don't give me the starry eyes
and tell me all those lies
the, yer buts and maybes
you are more then a baby

You *******
***** of a witch
don't you dare frown
your going down Charlie Brown


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He's little fingers are of the great machine
that clockwork Emc kinda thing
he writes what he's saying
his words not words, their hymns
and the war of nutrition now begins

Some of the words of God kept him sane
yet in the mirror they had the same name
You who listen I want you to understand
that the good dwell in every land

I am not a seeker of truth for I am
I have seen the blood on distant sands
so close to death he became my friend
I knew of all he told me was the truth
and the hope of man was so aloof

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Never use your laser in a supermarket

it can cause ****** havoc

well I went to store

thinking of food and not much more


So I shopped and shopped

and totally forgot

that my laser was in my pocket


Well when I went to pay

to my despair

my card I did not pull out

but my laser, I say


The safety was off and it went to auto fire

I held it down blasting big holes in the ground

I found my card when I switch it off

deeply apologizing to the staff with a sigh and cough




By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

With microphone in hand she takes centre stage
you would never think she was seventy, she's never aged
my guess is she will start with a Mozart aria
maybe one of my favorites like Voi che sapete

The surrounding lights do start to dim
this angelic beauty is about to sing
her voice is crisp as a summer's morn
she is shining bright, stealing the limelight

Well it's a Mozart aria, half right
but she starts with Queen of the night
I wonder where she will go from there
singing to perfection, stealing the limelight


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The grumbling piglets of despair
search for mumble truffles everywhere
they scourer the forest with their snouts
this is to them, is what life's all about

Nosing through decaying leaves
underneath the oaken trees
snouts twitching saliva running
with their little stomachs rumbling

The farmer does not have a clue
that his piggies are on the loose
he's in the kitchen having soup
made from little piglets juice

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You are my rock and stability
you do grace me with your being
such is the beauty I see in you

My life lights up like a christmas tree
I treasure every moment beside you
such is the beauty I see in you

Because of you I make such efforts to please you
I make everyday a chance to have time set aside for you
and my life would be truly empty without your presence

I feel like the luckiest man alive, with you by my side
without your constant warmth I would truly die
I so adore you, for such is the beauty I see in you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She was a baby maker
she lived just down my street
and boy! that woman was really
really never on her feet

She was a baby maker
and a heart breaker
she was as sly as a fox
a danger girl that thought out of the box

She was a baby maker
a sweet soul taker
she knew what she had to do
for she is a baby maker

By the thousand
they would spring from her thighs
all armed to do mischief
with the devil in their eyes

To look at her
was like ******* her
she was bad *** nasty
was this evil ***** baby maker


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I cut myself today
to use my blood as ink
this is the first time
and this is the last time
this is to bleed to you
show my dedication to you

Whatever you ask of me
I am your servant forever
watch my blood flow
verse after verse
know my blood
is written for you

Let me make magic my way
let my blood flow free
for without you
I could not be me
so let my blood flow
let it flow free

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I risk hurt nearly every day
my anxiety is at the all time limit
I risk all and suffer for my friends
all for my brothers and sisters

But now I am feeling spent
I'm feeling blooded and broken
I have to stand proud
no matter the odds, and fight my ground

I am one of the compassionate kind
yet my reward is grief and strife
I am traumatized and hollow
yet I still ****** stand

This game of Russian Roulette
the choices I have made
with honest heart and good intention
are now mine to deal with, with honour

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Hunting torpedoes of the sea
darting in frenzied anticipation
in schools of hundreds
oceanic masters of the seas

Best tasted on bread with mayo
until all have left the sea
then in pity we will cry
that we have nothing left

Nothing to go with our fries
nothing to batter
for we are willing
to starve the seas of fish

Our finny friends
that give protein
to half of this
unfortunate world


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I can't sleep for this kitten has claws
when you die I will tear your soul apart
mortality is a gift, so take it
I will wait till you are dead

30 years if that
then you will be mine
and by the eyes of God
I will tear your soul apart

I get ******* with sudo Christians
by the laws of the trinity
time means nothing to me
for I am a vengeful Angel

My own tell me to leave it
why should I waste my time
I tell them to f*ck off
just to tear you apart


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The meeting of flint on flint
mind on mind
sends sparks flying
into the midnight sky
whilst others set alight
to the tinder of this parched heart
that I call mine.

Now through the flames that flicker
in this wild and wanton wind
dreaming of quenching my desire
on the warmest of moist lips
to hold you close to me
for you my heart are my bonfire.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Jenny was a silly ****,
she had a head the size of a cricket bat,
she thought she was so very cool,
you could knock her down with a cricket ball,

Jenny thought she was all that and more,
she thought she looked like Diana Dors,
people thought her smile was cheesy,
but really inside she was rather easy,

Jenny was just a pregnant fish,
and only suited as a rancid side dish,

so she married a right *******,
and everyone got their wish.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis and Larna Kira Kourtis

My empire is vast
you know nothing of me
think again, about poetry
when you try to **** me

Get out of me, you are the past
my world of knowledge is vast
cry on another's shoulders
for I am that ******* truly vast

Take your sorry quips
and shove them up your ***
for now on dear lady
we are now ermines

Go away you insidious runt
just *******
you just write your ****** ****
and I will write mine, now *******

Don't you ever try or dare
just get out of my ******* hair


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Street by street we will fight
death before dishonour
how many will the Reds take
while my Berlin falls

How many rapes make justice
you sad sick *****
you Russian subhuman ****
**** the third and **** me

You ******* rapists
you Stalinist ****
I still hate you today
as I was young, with a gun

You ******* were no better
both you're nations were ****
and I will hate for ever now
till one day all of you have gone

This country is not your country
why do you fight your war here
our town has almost gone to ruin
and both my mother and father have died


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris;

The political zombies have no idea they are dead
dead to the world and so dead to me
look at the pathetic liars
watch the swill like pigs
spit out their monotone drivel
little children with big issues

Watch them send us to war
just to cull the shepherds flocks
watch as they rub their hands
whist in their back pockets they sell arms
sell them cheap to the enemy
in double handshakes of disgrace

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My burning blood is pumping
please don't drink me dry
but I love you biting me
your love macabre

My mistress of the night
I always want to kiss your ruby lips
I taste you in the wind
and I know you are within

Oh my dark love, my entry
my secrets of secrets
I have now become you
and you my love have become me

Together forever and a day
entwined to our sweet death
we are in a all out dying bid
then our lives end, love macabre


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I would look out of my window on winters morn
I'd watch her walk past in the snow, my merry maid
no matter the vile weather
she would sing as if it was a warm summers day
she is sunshine and love
she is my merry maid
I succumb to her beauty and grace
for my heart is full of love for her
she is the joy of my life
she is glory and presence
and her name
is just the Merry Maid


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

They all kneel in silence
each with arms outstretched
all have draped their coats in arms
thus the order was born
this is their inner sanctum
as chaos dwells outside these walls

This most secret chamber
this most secret of rituals
the exchanging of coats
each lined with their secret words
the sharing of brother and sisterhoods
with roots at the beginning of time

This most holy of covenants
all here are ready for the great heal
all here have taken the vow
and much good will come of it
for this is their last time
of the exchange of coats


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I just upgraded my baby
she is so gonna rip the net
only four in the country
and one of them is mine

It's one super fast soab
it will make you throw yours in a ditch
it's one sweet machine
in pure silver it gleams

I have got her back
to machine settings
and I am gonna make her sing
as if in the holy choir of heaven

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Synaesthesia... Seeing music in colours words in colours feelings In colours
The gift of seeing music in colours
the curse of feelings in colours dark
to know words in colours
is that Godhood's in me
Let those that think on a higher level
know that the master of colours is near
he called me in claimed winds
and then told me a storm will begin
He said I think you know me
look into the murky seas for me
for soon I will come from the sea
in sepia profound dark glory
Then the sea shells sung
with no inhabitants in
for water does crush on cliffs
to claim the land again
But the colour is blue
is what Is seen of the sea
with algae to match green for sure as well
for she is generous to gives us air to breath
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It's little white legs
strides the stamen and waits
no web does it seem to have
this spider in my Orchid

It's black eyes are very keen
pollen feeders a veritable banquette
such a pretty creature it looks
yet it has deeds dark

As I listen to my beloved Mozart
tending to the rest of my plants
I thank god for the beauty of natures wonders
and the gift of humour and love

Oh my beloved Earth
how much I love you
don't reject the blight
and the ignorance of man

I love Mozart's 21st
I wish he had cheated death
I would call him friend
on the 10th of my birth


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am a practitioner of madness this month
so bless your bravery to vex me
if you want to see intellectual slaughter
it will be a gift and pleasure for me
more the better, for fear I do not have
not in this month of madness

Come swine drink my vintage wine
it maybe warm but I know you like it
then like a ***** give me more
of your unfounded slanders you *******
come dine with me
in my month of madness


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The devil left his stick outside my door
the black Asparagus of Satan
I picked it up and looked at it
then turned a shouted, something for you Ian

He came to the door
then fell on the floor
****** dead
brown bread

That's what gave me the idea
that I should never fear
dark Asparagus
the Devils stick

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Hush my love, your night has fallen
feel it's cool embrace, feel your heat beat
fall into my eyes, no need to weep
for I am the dream maker
the mind sweeper

I will sing to you a sweet lullaby
at night I will always be by your side
coaxing you into the realms of make believe
worry not, I am not a soul taker
I'm that of kind things, a mind sweeper

I stand over you, like a black cloaked guardian
I make sure all your dreams are full of joy
so rest in the arms of Morpheus
I am something of the night my love
keeper of dark secrets, a mind sweeper

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

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

He was treated like the most fattest of kings
with his *** belly and his gold ****** rings
yet all he was, so was a greedy fool
just a kid in a candy store

Roly poly pig on a ***
that is what commons joke
and he has that way
being so insidious and vain

Hated by many
loathed by more
this pain in the *** kid
this greedy kid in a candy store


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Don't keep fussy over me
I can do that myself
no don't try to help me up
realize I can still stand

No I don't want any food
will you just please stop
and no I'm cool
I don't want anything from the shop

You are so ****** over protective
will you just let me be
just leave me to myself
so I can write some more poetry


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I would look out of my window on winters morn
I'd watch her walk past in the snow, my merry maid
no matter the vile weather
she would sing as if it was a warm summers day
she is sunshine and love
she is my merry maid
I succumb to her beauty and grace
for my heart is full of love for her
she is the joy of my life
she is glory and presence
and her name
is just the Merry Maid


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

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)

The ants wave their antenna in anticipation
the bee's do their work in the name of propagation
and as the steamed cake is taken out of the oven
on hilltops the witches hide in secret caverns

The Jackdaw sings to the four winds
thrones are toppled of ancient kings
all the cities slumber ready to wake
when the topping is poured on the magic cake

Toadstools of tales will pop up from the soil
kettles around this aged land will start to boil
the children that have never grown old
will grow with mutuality beings so bold

All the casks from sea wreaked ships
will cast mariners *** onto their lips
for all that do dwell here so await
that wondrous sweet, the magic cake

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Just because their dark

it does not mean their not beautiful

because their couture is black

why shun them for that fact


They live for the night

with artistic dark writes

making no mayhem

for that is not their way, I say


Making and braking curses

some of my kind like a vice

something nice, like ****** chocolate

no chocolate really... no blood


Just because they have a dark outlook

knowing it will always end in darkness

they just have those strange ways

hating the world and themselves every now and then

some really love with passion

and never go in or out of fashion


The night

the ocean dark

singing to the darkness

in many classic varied arts

my brothers and sisters

of the pure and dark



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Buster ******* was his name
and poetry was his game
he would swagger into town like he was it
the mudder feeking sun of a *****

He could dance a good jig
for he did not play a lot you see
when the bullets came in flying
he would love to dance with them

Buster could be really kind
he loved life and it's wonders
he was one of a no teller
was Buster *******, that feller


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

He leaves for a few days
so ****** poetry I can write
he is a cruel master
yet I worship him and his star ship

So whist my master is away..

The Scent Of Her

The scent of her
her womanhood in sweet sweat
oh what nectar was this Venus
and goddess beneath the sheets

My sustenance did come between her thighs
as she pushed me to her secret place
and I would bathe in her warmth
eyes closed and all other senses alert

Our time was holy
our time was unadulterated
and I gave her all my love
in return she gave me drive


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

They walk in to see me
whilst I am laying in this bed
if they only realised
I would be better off dead

I wish one of them would rip the tubes out
I wish one of them would put me to sleep
I hear them saying, he will come round
yet all I want is to be heaven bound

My body is just a shell
with me trapped inside
why don't they help me
and just let me die

Mornings and nights
now are all the same to me
please just one of you please
let me die with some dignity

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

A big one is coming our way
it's a class1 goliath  
by the law of averages
it's going to be a close call

The risk is too great
so we have decided
to send two of our greatest warships
to alleviate another disaster

They will fly together
our sweet starship Pegasus
and starship Light And Glory
they are ordered to intercept and destroy

We pray for the brave crews
may they fulfill their task
my brother and sister of coverage courageous
will have success by the law of averages


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka SS NeonSolaris

Jessica Spite was a woman of terror
when vexed, had a tongue like a whip
her eyes were brighter than a nova sky full of stars
and when she had her teeth in you, she did not quit

Her dresses were always black and flowing
she'd coax you to where she was going
with dumbfounded smiles, most did follow her
till she ****** the life out of them, draining them

Oh the cries of despair
the want of release
many a man did fall to her charms
non did the ordeal survive

A Succubus in the most horrid form
looking innocent, looking forlorn
yet no one really knew the evil heights
of that devil called Jessica Spite


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris