Out of the dark she came
scars on her haul her crew in pain
all contact lost
no other vessels survived

Even her port and refill point
all gone, all dead
her last warship
her last weapon

The captain, oh come on
all know it is me
and my ship the Neon Solaris
god has nothing on her plans

Sleek and killer
beautifully wonderful
matter not the scares of war
for she is warship forever

She lives around a outer planet
cloaked in the inky black
she is my all
and her crew are loyal to me

Just a visit
from her last warship
for soon we fold space
to find our lost race

Death will scream morning
as we break our moorings
called to the deck
another battle, well what the heck

Here we go again
the last of her fleet
back to the black of forever
back in time to find our own kind


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka Neon Solaris

The morning mist danced around her delicate feet
as she inhaled summers crisp cool air and smiled
for she knew she was halfway to paradise
and no more tears would be shed by her

She looked back singing in distant prayers
as the home she has left started to fade
inside her lonely mansion laid her body still
her twilight life waved in lamented goodbyes

No more would she bless this world
for her tranquil new world was calling
she reached her arms up to the heavens
and the heavens took her with open arms

Now always she would be embraced by love
no more sadness would she have to endure
she would live in love and kindness
not just for a lifetime, but for ever more

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

She keeps my black wings clean
as I sleep in poetic uncomprehending dreams
my dark is her light
she sings to midnight to my sweet delight

I am her loyal one
that angel that got away
misunderstood and much abused
but those that do this, in the mirror are used

I was there at the start
I came through the ranks
I died many a time
oh yes for my art

I am the murderer of humanity
the king of verify filth
I can **** my thinking
in all the scummy lairs on Earth

Sin city is not pretty
not in here you do dwell
come my friends and enemies
I want to show you a true living hell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Her smile glows just sweet goodness
her eyes smile with her features
so as I know as a anthropologist
she does have a machine gun smile

Even her sweaters are made of star charts
her glory is her voice uttering wise words
she is my loyal lady of the star clusters
and such a milky way of knowledge unbound

That winged woman can light you up in bullets
shoot your name in flares to the midnight skies
she is beyond starstruck or light years in miles
she is the coolest of the cool,
contagion absolute with her machine gun smile

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She looks into the mirror
she's not as young as yesterday
stay with me for a while she weeps
for soon it's time to walk the streets

All she has are memories of hardship
as her make up she'd just put on
runs slowly down her face
another night of work to her disgrace

Picking up her tattered bag
full of plastic protection
she heads out numb
for her night has just begun

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We were in the same carriage
both heading to Waterloo station
she did nothing but smile at me
then in a voice of an angel
lifted her skirt and said take me

So as the carriage caressed our meeting
rocking from side to side in unison
she looked into my eyes smiling
and in my mouth she stuck her love
her wet silken aromatic glove

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Her sleeve of silken web did drape over his frozen face
as she reached for the potions that for him she had made
she casts a spell of gentle healing luminosity
then with her head bowed in reverence she prayed

She asked in tears for her love to come back
back from the river dark and still, the river Styx
there had been no time when he left this realm
no time, his eyes closed and coins not fixed

So she went to the beach of mercy
and she danced on white sands of forgiveness
love was her servant and lord
and for that she would dance forever more

Her tears will never be forgotten
for that woman was a love of mine
and the tears she did shed
was justice to tears of mine

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Her time line is fixed to mine
her body amour matches mine
two machines from the outer worlds
now as was told we have to now join

Oh fearless sister
solider of might
have you come to me
to join my dark like fight

Glad you have come back
how long I have missed you
sister of mercy
thunder of war

Come sweet children
it is time to find
not just her time
but our time lines

So do what you were called for
be as fearless as your lord
change time again and sign
by my Angel and her time line


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

In the garden of despair she sits
her path has left her to fall to bits
the way she had tended her garden
was as selfish as when she slept

She could have never know better
with such a grand teacher of fools
she was made the spore of evils and lies
as she caught men just as spiders do flies

Oh wicked widow of *******
noire innocents when your heart is black
you know when justice comes
the good will get you back

So keep your poison Ivy
for it will protect you only for a while
and when you are called to account
angels of light, will wipe away your sickening smile

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She was huddled in the corner
as bullets spat by my head
all I said was **** and fired back
someone shouted in coming
so I tried to shield her
but it was all to late
she laid there lifeless
and I wondered why

This ****** war
Christ It hurts
to see so many broken people
in this armpit of hell
some are so young
it ****** breaks my heart
for mother Mary's tears
and her wounded spirit


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He walks with me
and he will not let me go
again he clips my wings
just to stay here again

I really thought he would let me fly
but what he told me was do it
you wanted to make poetry a religion
go son of man make it so

He will walk with me
he will hold my hand
and in the pitch of night
he will guide with his light

I have overstepped the mark
gone out of the ball park
and he walks with me
my Lord walks with me


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

She has the beauty of an Angel
yet her soul is onyx black
she is so hideous , yet perfect
and she would break you on an attack

She was built from a minds eye
created with shields of her father
and giving the gift of flight
for she is majesty, willed to fly

Let the battle begin
for we are so ready
my brothers and sister I loved
so ****** hideous and perfect

Leave the human monkeys alone
the war of all wars begins again
and God knows it will never end
you ******* so hideous and perfect

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

Life is not cool at all really
not when you are a alcoholic
drinking at the cold light of day
drinking to the madness of night
thinking that no one knows
no one knows of your addiction
denying to yourself and others
that you really do have a problem

There is always a reason or way
that you convince people, hell not anymore you say
but you know you can do what you want
because you are always so ****** drunk
just look at the crafty ways you have
hiding those bottles and cans
thinking no one knows
yet all around you, they all understand

They see you for what you are
another head always in a whiskey jar
always ****** as a ****
but hey, it's for your art
yet knowing deep deep down
that this drug is tearing you apart
but you will carry on and on, you understand
hiding those bottles and cans


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Riding fast through summers warm night
with heart as black as his attire
desperate to get back to safeties reach
quench his thirst, fulfil his desire.

His labour has been a profitable one
for not one but three tonight
and the ***** that he carries
will set him something right.

Whilst kicking he's heels into his steed
whispers faster boy he begs and pleads
hoofs on dry ground echo and resound
through the trees and all around.

This Highwayman homeward bound.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

For months he has been planing this flight
every time he glances out of his window
he see's the cathedral in the distance
his eye's full of silver tipped aerofoils

This is the time to prove himself
all the summers he has striven
alone in his studies most days and nights
learning all about the fine art of flight

Tomorrow he will leap
from the tallest tower
with wings of gossamer sewn
not stitched by others, but his hands alone

Tomorrow he will prove right or wrong
that man will one day eventually fly
he is committed to this cause
without fear, knowing he may die


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I kneel to you my Lord
my armies will do your bidding
for we are the last of our kind
armour never tainted with silver fittings

Glory to you
for we are the last
let the black dragons out
the one's with silver hearts

I have won you're cross
from the daylight I was made
you made us hero's of yesterday
now you call on us today

Never will I deny you
let the bible flood
for we need vengeance
we want blood


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Why did you not make me liken to him
my sweet friend, my brother with open arms
I heal as much as he did
why did you put a sword in my hand

Why did you give me the fire of war
a heart with burning vengeance
how can you do this
to one of you're last few

I wanted to have open arms
yet you have other plans for me
I will die on the field of battle
as your servant in honour and dignity

But where I fall
I want my brother there
to forgive me
with his open arms


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Planting Maples of deceit
in the valley of lost hopes
the child of despondency
sings in embroiled leaves

Hoping to find shade from the midday sun
hoping to one day to be someone
he can be a self indulgent prat
but he does not mean harm and all that

He is just a kid in a storm
who lost his mother
and lost his father
and can not find his way home

By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris

When from the battle I had been
I did ask you to hold me'
I need a touch'
just to know that I am still alive

It's hell in heaven as it is in hell
here again for a few moments I want to dwell
just stroke my hair
make me feel cared

Don't worry about my tears
I have shredded them for years
god I have been broken
so many times before

Just hold me just for awhile
soon I go back to the black arts
where I did come from
that big bang the very start


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We made sand castles together in the summer
we would skip to the lick of the waves in wet sand
no talking was needed for when with her
we only wrote to each other, you know that way

And when that storm came on that horrid day
I told my sister please god, run away
with much hesitation I must say
for to my horror she wanted to stay

Then the storm did whip us
it's fury was something to behold
my sister was ****** into the darkness
and I never saw her again

Her whispers remain in my heart
and forever I will be proud
that my sweet sister
did hold the line


By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I remember when you cried
in the falls storms of November
the shallow grave you painted
on canvas made for me

When lightning hit the great oak
I knew it was time for me
those words of fright
hold tight, and fine to flee

No maternity of heaven and earth
for the last have taken flight
only the few remaining
will be there to fight and hold tight

Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It does not matter what you think
I do die disinfected of human beings
a regret of times gone so by
for mighty was the sword in my mind

Now we do what is asked
we surrender our noble swords
for we did mean to fight
on so many, on so many sides

Could we fall in ignorance
for we could not protect all
should not the manner of Earth
be given by the great stars of old

Some God's are pure infants
closed to the fabric of time
swaddled in comfort
in the future of baby stars

My Love for them
lord's of time
oh goodness no
they share a Holy Rhyme

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the driving hail that so bites
we keep our heads down
for my sisters and brothers
we the fleet are homeward bound

I will hold back
just to cover our six
go my kittens go
I will hold the line

Go my angels of light
flee and leave this to me
none of you my loves
none of you will be tailed

Get back to our last retreat
the kingdom I made for you
I will not fall, I promise
Go Now .. homeward bound

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Joe was one of those guys
you know, with a sparkle in his eyes
he'd smile at you in the rain
and the sun would start to shine

Joe was a rainbow of hope
he'd bring colour to dull lives
he loved to shake you off the rocks
he was one cool mother, was honest Joe

He strolled down the high streets
in his white robes and sandals on his feet
he was a friend to all my friends
and he called my name at his very end

Honest Joe was a man of the world
to know this wonderful man was swell
he touched me once and looked into my eyes
and said, will you brother follow me to hell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

As the light fades and night takes it's duty
Hope does collect tinder and *******
she piles fuel onto the pyers
then with a clipper flick she lights the fires

She watches the flames take hold
they rush to consume eagerly
wood crackles, splitting and spitting  
throwing embers into the cool night air

Her faith never wavers or strays
for her love will be back someday
and as the cloak of darkness surrounds her
she takes comfort in the fires glow

Sitting by the embers of carbon spent
a tear does run down her face
that painful ache in her heart
memories never to be replaced

In a moment of loneliness
Hope does start to sway and sing  
with broken voice and trembling lips
her lamenting song is carried by the wind

She waits in solitudes cold embrace as the sky fills with stars
singing, my love will come back to me one day from so very far


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am hoping for a better tomorrow
hoping for a better day
waiting for everything
to be ok

Hoping my Earth will heal
hoping people stop the lust to ****
hoping greed is abolished
like your unclean Gods

No way do I bow
not to any
and I hope
I don't turn on you

Let me rest
take my armour off
for if I wanted
I could destroy you all

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Some silly child kicked a Hornets nest
then the buzzing from within did get louder
six by six did they fly from the nest
armed with stings that can **** most

The silly child ran to it's mother and father
it pleaded for help from their kinder
but by the time they did shout
the swarm had followed it

Six hundred drones did some mighty stinging
then flew back to the hive
look at the family now with bloated bodies
for none of them did have a chance to survive

Never kick a hornets nest
unless you like to be stung
as within hornets nest all are clones
and fight for victory as just one


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

He was a Houdini of the hamster world
an escapologist most quite
he was very naughty at night
as soon as you turned off the lights

From his cage, he would escape  
doing all of his escapades
a very naughty hamster was he
in his master cup, he would ***

Sinclair was never a square
never needed to wear underwear
for he had hairy *****
and boy they kept him cool

He carries around the house
his clandestine plans
before he gets into his cage
he will bite his master's hand

He is a very naughty hamster
with cheeky cheeks that do spill
and one thing about him
he has one of a strong will


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My poor brother is not doing to well
...and he is ******* as a martyr

He fears the inevitable end and the loose ends of his life...
yet I have vowed, I will sew all the threads for him

I stopped on a mark
as my brother is out of the ballpark
no cheering for my most endearing
I will be shattered when we part

My poor Peter
my kin and loved
if you die
let me send you above

My brother, you will never know
Peter you will not know
God, how I love you so
and I stop.... STOP, no flicker of finger

I stop my writes for you
and be commanded to do
my brother Peter
whatever you wanted me to

Just don't ******* out of the water
don't tell me I would not care
for where you are treading
I have been there EMC2


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Goodness she has come in all soaking wet
poor pussycat needs a rub down
oh look at your fur all spiky and trim
god knows where you have been

You come off on my hands
do I have that much command
look at you shake
my hot wet *****

Now no doing the sit down dance
I am not a horse, so don't ride my hands
you are just my kitten you see
my sweet hot wet *****

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

A third of my angels are dead
But feek me Trinity Severn is kicking ***
I should of never asked her to march with me
If she survies I will have to marry her
for I never knew how she thought of me
she screams on the battlefield that she would die for me

Oh sweet is this battle
I am feeking cut to bits
wow I never knew
how many Angels loved me
the Dragon Black, shied blood red
I don't die Trinity.. will you be my wife

It's great to fight, unholy wars
my shield is white and burning
I am coming dear maiden
sweet trinity seven
lets battle on
in our sweet Angel wars


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

I think one day I will put into words
one sweet day
how beautiful you are to me
maybe on the day we are joined

My sweet delicate flower
you know I have much power
warrior to warrior fighters we bow and bend
your the inner, I am this worlds end

Soon my sister I will covert you
make you mine once again
I think one day you will understand
that I am not a man of this land

Then after midnight talks
where in darkness we walk
then I will tell you of many things
and how beautiful you are to me

I do cradle you under my invisible empire
things of the past present and future
my love for you is given
and my love my heart is yours


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

How cold it gets
when so close to death
how cold
oh how cold

In the shadows I cast
I seem to be waving goodbye
the cool shadows
where death awaits me

This promised moment
this wonderful end
into death arms
I commend my spirit

Death will hug me
take me home again
back to dark lands
lands of my desires

This is where
I am called lord
at the junction
of time it's selves

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It starts from a seed

then it starts to grow

kissing the sweet sun

moving to it's glow

Love my heart to yours

my blood burns for you

how humble I feel

just talking to you

Yes I am in love

I'm in love with you

fire burns in my heart

it burns just for you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You tell me in whispers, who you are
by deeds that make you that wonder star
being in a op ionic state
how could all understand you

I dream that all will care one day
as they look at you, then each other
should this paranoiac state destroy you
I promise to destroy them all

My words are my bond
I will follow you to my next
and there, I will love you
until you become my wife

In the kind lands of gold
we would walk hand in hand
I would tell you in poems
how much you mean to me

You have made me loose of my writers block
and to loose one as you will be a big knock
I want you better soon, as soon can be
so I can write pure just for you poetry

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

You ignite me
your voice delights me
if I had the courage
I would make you my wife

Yet I am not worthy
not to one liken to you
for I am a lowly poet
not a notch on you

How my heart burns
just to hold you in my arms
I have no wealth
but a hell of a talent

Let me please light up your life
show you what a poor poet can do
I am not pleading with you
just my sister soul, believe in me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Spaghetti is a fragile thing
never make a ship out of it
it will just swell and sink

Never make it a string for your arrows
for more your hands sweat
more limping your arrow will be

Never plant it in the ground
for whom have made this foolish choice
a spaghetti tree was never found

Never use it as a sword
for the only things you would maraud
would be yourself as an ingredient

So Never use spaghetti
even for confetti, mark my words
how not to use spaghetti

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

How sweet the meadows that you dwell in
how full of love does my heart flutter
I will be honourable and true to you
and never want love of none other

You are paradise for a human being
and I know truly you are not from earth
you have the grace of Angels, I know you
I know heaven was the place of your birth

Tenderness is always in your eyes
you have the art pure of compassion
I saw your face in the morning sun
and with your smile of glory I cried

I wish I had forgiveness in me
and not be a vengeful vigilante
you know the way I go
but how sweet your meadow

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Two Million years of blind faith
ten billion life's lost in the name of god
what the **** is wrong with this ****** picture
wake up humans, faiths I have none

A sick joke are your religions
a stupidity of man's machinations
a control factor for the weak
hoping for an ever lasting life in heaven

First, the faithful danced to the sun or the moon
throwing **** then sticks at each other
and then the dumb became dumbing
with many words of fantasies made by man

Invented lies badly scripted and written
they believe in a god
well well go on your way
who the **** are you kidding


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

******* ***** of fluff
with yellow stripes and wings
so distinctive with their bumbling
such particular diminutive things

I sit here in the garden
as shadows fall short of midday
I glance at their aerial wonderment
and a smile comes to my face, on this spring day

I think age is getter the better of me
for I know how long bumble bees live
all that fuss they are worthy to strive
so I write about them, while I'm still alive

I treasure these moments
when the sky is blue and I am happy
yet I know winter will come again
and I will lose sight of my fluffy little friends

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Another hunters moon descends
into the forest rich they call
fur coats of their own making
with eyes sharper then a fox

This timber land
this desolate kingdom
cold anarchy fit to the fit
and death to the old

This flurry in snow
this muffled wonderland
wooded is the domain of the lost
and howls to the call of the wild

Blue eyes in a moon rich sky
keen and on their mark
padding gently
stalking softly


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Make a impact and break them
hunt them down and destroy all of them
it's pure and goodly
this crusade, this holy war

My brothers and sisters
we have been nearly beaten to death
know now my kin
only your weapon understands you

Come my sweet warriors
it is our time to strike
they have their knickers down
it is our time to hack and bite

Let's make a black hole nearby
lets chase them all inside
then with a nova bomb
close it without time and space to reside

Hunt them down
destroy all of them
hunt them down
my armies my friends


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In it's semiprecious form whatever the stakes
hurting and so wanting for the final curtain call
the substances it pours into it's life's body
it knows will eventually **** songs of imprisonment

Where the seven sister's, their heads to the skies
will watch in anticipation knowing soon the recharge
soon is the day of Mercury's sweet messenger
the hurting and the wanting will then not continue

It will not release the speech it was given
for it's silence and faith will pull it though
and when it fads from view
know now that it loved you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sometimes whatever you do
no matter how you try
you end up hurting inside

When you try to help
thinking you are doing right
you end up hurting inside

But I will never stop trying
for I am a foolish hero
and I don't mind hurting inside

I have many a monkey on my back
trying to bring me ****** down
but I will fight to the bitter end

Hurting Inside


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

We are interlopers with one goal
to get back to the Hush Hush gardens
there we will lay in lush green grass
letting the days do we go past

Rolling and swaying all in loving care
as we do discard our underwear
two in a throwing our inhibitions away
for five nights and five days

In the Hush Hush garden we keep many secrets
of deeds buried in the cool sodden soil
our good deeds are many
and yet we do still toil

Lightening is cascading on dark skies
in this ancient garden of the low and highs
for this is the place we buried our dead
where we stay calm as others do loose their heads

Both in unity
both sick in the head
so close in soul
that we are the communion of the dead


By Christos Andreas Kourtis akk NeonSolaris

Hypothetically where my poems come from
as I am an Ophelia to my art of words
this glorious obsession will **** me
yet, what a wonderful way to die

I will play Russian roulette with death
till I have nothing left to write
all through my darkest days
and all through the cold nights

I will play the Angel, the Fool
I will even play it sometimes cool
just remember this
I do this all for you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You would not want to be liken to me
I truly can storm with no remorse
on other worlds
temples are built to me
know this and stay your sword
for I am not one of you

I am on loan to Earth
just her jagged knife
her protective shield
her dark sun that will not glow
I fight right here in understanding ways
as I am not one of you

Do not dare to judge me
for I am not judgemental about you
I sometimes with you stood where I do
I wonder if you could fit the shoes
now know children of Eve
I AM NOT ONE OF YOU


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I have promised not to swear this month
and it's a right *******
for I am not PC

I will blame it on age
and not as I claim a sage
for I am so not PC

The best I can say is bucket
and not the other
for I am so not PC

I am the living dead
rotting in my bed
and I am so not PC

Ruck you
as you ruck me
for I am so not PC


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

You can ask anything from me but love
for after all these years I have become loveless
the light of my life my sweet God that left me
you made me and broke me and cast me black

Do I love her, do I hate her
no no not one bit
I know she cares
for I am still here

Why punish one of true faith
one of her own star children
oh why do I not joy mother
please just ****** **** me

I am the leader of the lost
the taker of dreams lost
I would not stand against you
for my love is the cost

Oh mother
God mother
I am still here
I am still here

I need you to love me
or mother fight me
it is not me that fears
because mother you made me not to


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

As we transcend from the perfumed gardens
my hot lips climb your mount of venus
and by your belly button
I breath hotly on you and lay a kiss
I know I pretend to be prim and hawlty
but keep my secret, that I bite naughty

People would think me a ***** monger
a ****** beast with a unquenchable desire  
I rive and burn with anticipation
just to feel skin against skin
I'd do you and her to, it's my fault
that I do bite naughty  

I look deep into your eyes
as I move up ever forward
I reach your temple lips
and there I lay my hypnotic kiss
laying where you are my beauty
as I bite you naughty


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris