Muse of Kosui

   
The stars guide you and welcome to Muse of Kosui. You maybe wondering what this page is about, well I will be happy to tell you. Actually the name tells all, but unless you know Japanese, you won't really know that Kosui means "inspiration". So basically this page is called, Muse of Inspiration. Meaning this page hosts some of my own writings. Things that I have written and will be, god willing, getting copyrighted this year in the next couple of months. Below you will find some of my poems and I do hope you enjoy them.

I am also putting a link to one of my stories. It's called Destiny's Desire and it's a fictional fantasy story that wrote a while back. And for all you grammer geeks out there, you will find a lot of mispelled words and stuff in here, but trust me when I say it's all correct given the nature of the story and it's characters! Now, the full story is not and will not be up, as I don't believe in doing that for safety reasons. I mean honestly, I just don't trust people when it comes to stories and stuff. But you can read some of it for now! And once the copyright is secured, I will be placing the full story up here for your reading pleasure! Till then, enjoy the poems below. They come from my heart and my own muse of insperation.


*Authors Note: Do not steal any of these works in any way shape or form. All characters, places, names, and descriptions are MY own work. I have these marked as to when they were created and though they are not legally copyrighted yet, I do consider them copyrighted to myself! As they are ALL originally created by myself. Thank you.


In Memory
Fear and Courage
Fighting the Darkness
Destiny Calls

Destiny's Desire:
© to Kelly L.
Intro: Paths of Change
Chapter 1: Dreams and Strangers
Chapter 2: A Never Ending Battle
Chapter 3: Sneaking and Hauntings
Chapter 4: The Conspiracy Begins


In Memory of 9/11, We will never forget!

A peaceful wind, a calm cool breeze. A clear blue sky, soon becomes a hand in tragedy. An explosion of screams and fear, soon silenced by flames of evil. Lives torn at the seams of existence. Tears cried from innocent hearts only to fall on winds of anger. Dreams fall under one of life's consequences. A smoke of hatred appears, only to reach its hand across united streets. For a moment in time, peace is shattered, love is ended, hope diminished, faith is forgotten. Then words expressed to a dying land, give pride and comfort back to those who still stand. Once again, united under love and hope, to fight for right and freedom lost. Soon, in time, a place looked at as a destruction and tragedy, will then be looked at as inspiration for all to see. Inspiring peace and love, hope and faith and the courage to stand to fight for life once again. - By: Kelly L. Dedicated to all the victims, families, firefighters, military, police officers, and doctors affected by the attacks on 9/11. Also to the citizens of the United States of America. God Bless all!

© to Kelly L.

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Fear and Courage

Fear and Courage exist as one, In the night a battle comes. Lives torn away soon join as one, Guided by the hand of Fates pure light. Memories of a once past life, Soon flood the minds of lives at night.

Like stars in the night shinning so bright, the destinies of those shall soon take flight. The paths of several shall soon become one, lighting the darkness with peace and love. Soldiers lost now found once again, stand together now to fight with friends. Friendship and faith, hope and love, shall aide these soldiers in the battle to come. But deep on the paths that destiny has set, no matter how hard we try to forget. A light shall shine through the darkness to come.

Out of the darkness a light appears, shinning bright as the morning sun. Filled with hope and love and faith, friendship strikes from beyond a grave. What once was bonded is now released, to bind once more friendship and faith.

© to Kelly L.

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Fighting the Darkness

As I walk through this life I look around me. Light as bright as the sun before me, darkness fair from its powerful grasp. Then something out of the blue happens. The light, starts to dim and the darkness growing ever closer. The cold grasps of its reach touching me every which way. I feel my soul screaming in pain, my spirit falling. I look up and see a fire burning brightly, now dimming under its cold reach. Soon a cold amount of darkness falls around me, the light fleeting from me. I run to catch up to it, with no luck. I soon fall to my knees. Hearing a voice call out to me, beckoning to me. I turn and the only thing I see are the two I care for. Standing in the darkness. I turn to see the light then hear the voice.

“Choose.” It says to me.

I turn back and ask. “Choose what??”

“Your family or your light.” The voice says to me.

I look in desperation and wonder to myself, do I face the darkness and depression which awaits me to be with my family? Or do I turn away and walk to the light, which keeps me safe and warm? Why can I not have both? Be safe and warm and have my family? Nothing makes sense and I start to feel confused, lost. Reluctantly I turn and slowly start back to the two I care for. Feeling the cold, the darkness, creep in at me from every which way. I want to turn, to run, to even grab my small one and run. But I feel lost, confused, I know I have no where to go, no help, no understanding. Do I dare tear that away from my child?? Then I think, no, there is another way, there has to be. For within all darkness, light is also. There can never be true darkness. I force myself to see the light within that darkness. To try and fight for my hope and faith, for passion. Then if I can not, if I tried in all honestly, then and only then I shall retreat back to the light. But I shall not go alone, I shall take my small one, even if he does not choose to come with me. I shall find my way back to the light. I shall find my way back to the warm and security of its embrace. But for now, I fear the darkness. It’s cold grasping, tearing at me, ripping from me, my spirit, my soul. I can feel it trying to take my hope, my faith. It’s hard, a hard battle within its grasp. I want to give up, tired and exhausted and yet I am not with the two I care for, not yet. I look back, fear and panic on my face, in my eyes.

“Please..” I call out. “Please! Give me strength! Give me light! Give me power!” I call out weakly, tired and drained.

© to Kelly L.


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Destiny Calls

Darkness as deep as space, The air cold and surrounding. I walk alone into the deepest depths, Searching for answers to questions I hold. Afraid, yet filled with courage some how. Shadows whisper in my ears, calling me And yet taunting me too. Then when all hope seems gone, A single star appears in the mist. With its rays it lights the darkness. I walk towards it, filled with warmth, amidst the cold. Then soon, another star appears, and then soon more. Then in the light, the darkness fades. I see my fate and destiny’s ways.

Joined by others, I find my way. Alone no more, now strong in faith. Hearts rejoined and freshness flows. Powers arise, truth unfolds.

I see now why I am here. To fight once more, without any fear. Power flows through my veins, Guide by destiny’s hands. A path unraveled, that I see. A warrior now I must be. Backed by friends, I stand again. Though one shall stand to fight to the end, I will fight until the end. By her side, I lend my power. Give to me for this awesome hour. I raise my staff and use my light, To call upon so that I may fight.

Joined by others, I find my way. Alone no more, now strong in faith. Hearts rejoined and freshness flows. Powers arise, truth unfolds.

In the end, I shall return. To my home, where I will rule. Peace and power gather to me, Strength is now what I see. I know deep down I will take my place. But those who I love here and now, Shall not be left, nor shall they be found. For when that day finally comes, Home with me, they shall come. Paradise is not far for me to find. My day of ruling is not far behind. With my friends and family by my side Home is what I shall find. But I know deep down, there will come a day, That even after our fateful fight, We shall stand once again and fight. For duty and honor and destiny’s hand, Can not be fought, no matter how planned.

© to Kelly L.

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