We Won

oscarelizondo
Author: oscarelizondo
Word Count: 144
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We Won

A couple that loved each other to the end had many hardships, but the bond between their hearts wins out in a world full of painful lessons.

We Won belongs to the following groups:

! Creative Writing & Poetry !, ! ♥♥♥Love Is (Join us!)♥♥♥ !, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Bits and Pieces , Deep Within, Remember When, The true beauty, Who are YOU to Judge? and Writing: Persuing Happiness

Upon the palms of my hard working hands
your skin once touched mind.
Yours was smooth next to my blisters,
yet you said you loved them just find.

I held you close to me as we walked down the streets
and you had a distinctive smile.
My life was poor and I had no car
so we walked to and from of each experienced mile.

Many times my pockets were deprived of coins to pay,
but even so you accepted lesser means of enjoyment.
While friends passed us by with priceless transportation
you accepted my pride in earning an honest buck in my employment.

While broken hearts cried for a lack of love commitment
our hearts enjoyed a lasting bond.
And our vows became so sacred until do us part
that the day you died in my arms showed the world that we won.

  • wigs

    wigs

    Beautiful Oscar…true love is about each other, not material things…. those who chose the material route often do not last ….. your love was true and oh so sweet…. you have wonderful memories to cherish

  • oscarelizondo replied

    You know, that’s the way she was, accepted me for who I am. It is hard for me because as you can see how I write, I express my emotions, no excuses, just plain me. Too many memories and trying to deal with them is hard. I laugh, I cry, I smile, I frown, but the loneliness doesn’t go away. I play golf, disc golf, I walk the dog, I bowl, but still, there is a void place in my heart and it hurts so much. I try to write a lot to keep my mind in my work, and it works for a while, but then I sense turning people off because again, my heart tells me what to write. So I stop and then I get too emotional and I take a walk and the tears pour out in buckets full, so I am back to where I started. I have few friends because I stay clear of trouble and then I talk a lot as you can see. Well, I was just suppose to thank you for just being a great person who even though is busy, still makes time to read my list of poems and writings. You deserve a halo just for being there listening to people like myself, well, if I had a million bucks I would give to you for all the troubles you have to hear, but since I don’t have the money, then if you hold your hand to the screne, my hand is there, touch it and shake hands for the friendship of someone special, see, I’m tearing now, have to go.

  • oscarelizondo replied 6 days ago

    I was blessed, and now I hurt, it still haunts me and it seems that only writing keeps me going. However, I need to some comfort somewhere, and this seems to be the only true place so far. Thank you so much, I had written this some time ago, I guess it was just accepted or I failed to answer sooner, nevertheless, thank you for those touching words, it makes me smile in tears, but it is a great feeling, trust me, nice to have your understanding heart.

  • gemini63

    gemini63

    Oscar yes you do always write from your heart and that is what makes your writing so special for us to read
    Gemini :))

  • oscarelizondo

    oscarelizondo

    I sure hope so, because even though people say it, to mean it , it is another issue. It seems that when I express myself with my writings, I loose people that I though were friends, okay let’s see if you are right, cross your fingers, remember those silly games, okay, if you did then I guess you will remain a friend, so I will continue writing my emotions, that you for your support, boy I felt like a politician, LOL.

  • warmsoul

    warmsoul

    This is beautiful Oscar. Love so true. You must have alot of wonderful memories to cherish.

  • oscarelizondo

    oscarelizondo

    I truely do and when I hurt the most I write until the tears that fall on the key board are too much I walk away and save my work. I come back when the well is dry and try again to regain that loving feeling that makes me emotional and I finish. I don’t always submit it because I know people get bored of seeing my name with so much writing, I honestly respect that, so I stop for a while. Thank you for your patience of sitting there and reading so much of my work, but it does make me feel good to see nice people complementing each other, we all deserve a little kindness every once in a while. Wish I could find better words to thank you for your gift of kindness, but the best I can do is say thank you so much, but I truely mean it.

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