Luminous Chama

Luminous Chama Poems

There sprang fair lips that sung,
‎A voice from the idle lips that ne'er sung,
‎‘Twas a day the lips of her sung,
‎A beautiful fervid day brought by her—I was among,
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A maiden with such beauty bedight:
She wears sparkles on her lips, like light,
Alit by a kiss,
That mine lips mostly miss,
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A beauteous story in mine mind it repose,
To recite to thee to see an anecdote of two gorgeous souls,
For her and him, and the universe ne'er blinks, and it sinks in the throbbing of the waters of love,
That these people have,
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I have lived with worry, ‘twixt a thought fearing you'll leave in hurry,
And this everlasting worry comes with its soul rushing in hurry,
I could not be like others—having a thought that never bothers,
‘Tis you I only think about, and not others—a thought that bothers,
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‎Splendour, indeed, my lady were,
‎In my thoughts, as a chandelier, right there,
‎And your dazzle does bring of an undying memory,
‎Me as a child in such unending story,
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Smile boldly bedight,
A dazzlin' girl in twilight's light,
Playin' with a smile in breeze,
As my sight sees, a day sung by sweet fine breeze,
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Luminous Chama Biography

Zambian writer, poet, and playwright.)

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Lips Of Her

There sprang fair lips that sung,
‎A voice from the idle lips that ne'er sung,
‎‘Twas a day the lips of her sung,
‎A beautiful fervid day brought by her—I was among,

‎Lips that glisten'd,
‎I adored and to her divine voice from her sweet lips I listen'd,
‎Truest, a maiden of so,
‎Mine sight in haste to fall in love with such maiden, it did saw,

‎Lips bare—undress'd, cloth'd in skin of rare,
‎Beauty born full but on the lips mostly there,
‎Her lips I stare,
‎In this thought, ah, such fair rare,

‎With lips of hers—beauty she has, this adoration could ne'er be o'er,
‎Rejoicing th' moments I saw her. Cease not mine sight in this delight, and my adoration of such lips ne'er o'er,
‎Lips' dazzle untainted by mundanely haunted,
‎To perceive, and sure rare fancy I forever wanted,

‎Such serene seen at her—a star that speaks,
‎Such beauty no sight peeks,
‎Such gorgeous that sits on a face so calmly like light in sight,
‎That these eyes lov'd and mine hand loves to write.

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