No name whispered, no legends told,
She emerged from realms of fire, bold.
Her chariot, a tempest of flame,
Horses of embers, wild and untamed.
Across the heavens, a fiery streak,
Her arrival, the earth did speak,
In tremors deep and skies ablaze,
A goddess of fire, in a fearsome daze.
No gentle deity, soft and mild,
But a force primal, untamed and wild.
Her eyes, twin stars, with fiery gleam,
Her touch, a spark, igniting a dream.
The earth she sought, a canvas dark,
Where mortals huddled, leaving their mark.
With a flick of her wrist, a fiery dance,
Igniting the world, a fiery trance.
No hymns were sung, no prayers were said,
But awe and wonder, instead of dread.
For in that fire, a gift untold,
A power to shape, a story to unfold.
From ashes to embers, a phoenix's rise,
The goddess of fire, before mortal eyes.
No name to recall, no tales to convey,
Just the burning legacy, that lights the way.
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IGNITE
PoetryPoetry Inspired by The Element of Fire Spark your imagination with "IGNITE", a poetry collection that explores the complex interplay between human emotion and the untamed power of fire. Drawing inspiration from ancient myths, folklore, and the symbo...
