Isam Hussain

Rookie - 33 Points (8-12-1938 / Iraq)

Isam Hussain Poems

41. If I Meet The Lord 5/21/2013
42. In Praise Of Poets 5/20/2013
43. Ivf Children 5/20/2013
44. King Winter 5/21/2013
45. Lanchester 5/20/2013
46. Land And Sea 5/20/2013
47. Last Request 5/20/2013
48. Lent 5/20/2013
49. Light A Candle For Iraq Today 5/20/2013
50. Linda (An Acrostic Poem) 5/20/2013
51. Linda's 58th Birthday 5/20/2013
52. London (1957 - 2010) 5/20/2013
53. Mary, Mother Of Joy And Sorrow 5/20/2013
54. Massacre Of The Innocents (Baslan) 5/20/2013
55. Mental Block 5/20/2013
56. Must It Always Be So? 5/20/2013
57. My First Drink In A Pub (1957) 5/20/2013
58. My Patricia 5/20/2013
59. No Action Replay 5/20/2013
60. Nothing New Under The Sun 5/20/2013
61. Now Is The Time 5/20/2013
62. Obama 5/20/2013
63. Oh To Be Divine 5/20/2013
64. Oil Tells Its Story 5/20/2013
65. Paradise Remembered 5/20/2013
66. Patricia's First Anniversary (11th Oct 2007) 5/20/2013
67. Patricia's Second Anniversary (11th Oct 2008) 5/20/2013
68. Please God Not Another War 5/20/2013
69. Prose-Poetry 5/20/2013
70. Purpose And Meaning Of Life 5/21/2013
71. Ra's Devotee 5/20/2013
72. Silent Images Of Grief 5/20/2013
73. Since You Went Away 5/20/2013
74. Sleepy Day 5/20/2013
75. Something In The Heart Abiding 5/20/2013
76. Sweet Smell Of Success 5/20/2013
77. The Art Of Spin 5/20/2013
78. The Boy Who Could'Nt Weep 5/20/2013
79. The Carouser 5/20/2013
80. The Cloud Of Unkowing 5/21/2013
Best Poem of Isam Hussain

Belief And Unbelief

Sceptics say God is an illusion,
a figment of human imagination,
a sure sign of self-delusion;
they deride the contradiction
that pervades our diction
as we speak of our conviction.

Sceptics make accusations,
hastily raise objections,
they sow the seed of confusion;
weave a web of deception
to avoid giving us their solution
to the mystery of Life and Creation.

They present their case plausibly,
quoting Hawking and Darwin readily:
the Big Bang is the origin of Creation,
and Life is rooted in Evolution;
they urge us to ...

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A Game Of Bridge

The pack is shuffled and cut,
the dealer gives each his lot.
I sense Hope welling up within,
whispering, “It is your turn to win”.

I pick up my allotted share,
expecting a set good and fair;
a hand I can play with flair.
My Hope is dashed, I despair.

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