❤️ Eternal love poems by Antonio Gala 🖤 See you always Antonio.

When I heard the news of the death of Antonio Gala, that song by Mecano that said "...geniuses should not die" immediately came to mind.
He himself declared on one occasion that there is no pain in death. The very scoundrel liar. So why did I feel that emptiness in my chest when I received the news?
If I barely shared a few minutes with you and that was decades ago, Antonio.
I was just a brat and I went up to your booth to get you to sign a book I hadn't even read.
My mother gave it to me and she practically made me ask you to sign it.
How is it possible that I still remember the sweetness with which you treated me?
How was I to know then that one day I would fall in love with your verses and with your verses?
How could I explain the gratitude I feel reading you? As?
Today I pay you this more than humble tribute. If you were wrong and there is something further, enjoy it! Enjoy with the rest of the geniuses. And he hugs Gloria very tight. I miss her a lot too.
See you always Anthony.
IT'S TIME TO TAKE FLIGHT
It's time to take flight...
It's time to take flight
heart, docile migratory bird.
Your present story is over
and another writes its strokes across the sky.
I WILL NEVER SAY AGAIN, IT ALL ENDS
Never again will I say: "Everything ends",
but: "Smile, soul, and let's begin."
In new hands I put new oars
and new towers rise from the ruin.
Another joyful morning determines
the heart of the world and its ends.
Together, soul, you and I will inaugurate
this other love and the precious thorn of it.
To look at my death behind I looked
and found the plain reborn
and sealed the mouth of my wound.
I don't even know the name of who I loved,
forgetful and stubborn in adventure
that whoever killed me gives me life
There is no time to feel the inconsolation;
life goes on, urgent and transitory.
Change the goal of your trajectory,
and tears the deep veil of tomorrow.
If the feeling, more disobedient,
the natural imperative is denied,
rise up you, versatile and brave.
Your trade is daily and decisive:
while the sun shines, you will be hot;
as long as life lasts, you will be alive.
WHO COULD BITE YOU SLOWLY
Who could bite you slowly
like a bitter fruit in the rind.
Who could sleep in your roughness
Like the day in the western sierra.
Who could surrender the jaded brow
against the hard confinement of your beauty,
and face sadness smiling,
broken peace and indifferent step.
Who could, my love, the rowdy
distracted soul resistance
lead your flock appeased.
Who could flaunt, like a bridle,
the peerless rainbow of your gaze
from your light to my black fall.
SNAP ME, LOVE, Elusive EAGLE
Take me away, love, elusive eagle,
tear and bite me to death,
that I already have the complaint gagged
and between your claws the captive intention.
Don't pretend anymore, don't hide the excess
Hunger for me that burns in your eyes.
Don't turn your forgetful face anymore
and bites the living flesh once and for all.
Beating your flight I feel impenetrable,
always in retreat and on the lookout.
Your eternal thirst and agile challenge.
Well, you are invulnerable to oblivion,
violate me now, love, undo my chest
and nest in it, demon and my angel.
ALMUÑECAR
During an evening on this beach I loved you so much
what a breath
it was enough for both of us.
They suspended the sea, to look at us,
its harmonious chill,
and its unanimous flight of seagulls.
The water was amused, rosy,
as if it were dawn,
and silence hung over the air
the same as a goldfinch on a branch.
did not exist for love
future nor past:
everything was eternal instant....
And suddenly, on your shoulders
I watched, while I kissed you,
that greedy eyes saw us.
I did not know if they were from the old Phoenicians
or maybe at night...
It didn't take long to become clear
Where does the nightingale go when May ends.
The death that devoured them,
stealthily stalked us.
Our love, like theirs, was defeated.
But I still love you.
YOU ARE STILL MINE, BECAUSE I DIDN'T HAVE YOU
You're still mine, because I didn't have you.
How long do they take, without you,
the waves in pass...
When love begins, there is a moment
in which God is surprised
to have concocted something so beautiful.
So, it opens
between brilliance and jubilation
the world again,
and ask for the impossible
It's not asking too much.
It was by the sea, at midnight.
I knew that God was there
and that the sand and you
and the sea and me and the moon
we were god And I loved it.
SUNSET WITHOUT YOU
He got late without you. Of the cypresses...
to the towers, without you I shuddered.
What a reluctance to wait for a new day
without you hugging me and without you kissing me.
Through setbacks and setbacks
the skin of hope grows cold.
What agony to hide my agony from you,
and what a resurrection if you understood me.
He got late without you. safe and slow
the sun collapsed, ripe lemon,
and alone I received his last breath.

[@rosamoraleda681]

Qué gran tristeza perder a este gran poeta y escritor 😢😢 Muchos besos corazón ❤❤

El genio se va pero, su legado es eterno ❤️ Mil besos 😘😘😘

[@PedroPabloAparicio]

Gracias Livia, que preciosa voz y que gran homenaje a Gala. Preciosos recortes y grandes frases. Que tío mas grande!!!

🥰😘

[@TIGER_WAFFEN]

Grande tigresa!!!!

❤🥰

[@mariapaseiro3189]

Preciosos versos, y en tu voz…🥰 Eternamente Maestro🪔 Apertas! 💙💚💜

Eterno 🌙✨☁️🌈

[@moniquita310]

Un verdadero placer estas letras bellisimas de Antonio, casualmente asi se llamaba mi Padre, le gustaba escribir, no poemas sino pasajes de su vida. Dejaré en agradecimiento unas letras de Un humilde Poema mio: El amor es el agua que rompe la piedra, el ave que mata al León.. Es la sonrisa inocente de los niños, el aroma de la tierra después de ser besada por la lluvia. 🥰.💕sigue pero no lo recuerdo hay un vídeo recitado por un amigo con el Poema 😊

Es bellísimo Moniquita 🥹❤️ Si logras rescatarlo comparte el enlace por favor 🫶 Me encantaría escucharlo entero 🌺❤️

[@lizabethdelossantos9234]

Hola Livia! Cada vez que abro un video tuyo, es para emocionarme o aprender! Grande Gala!! El manuscrito carmesí me cautivó. Qué triste su partida!!!! Un abrazo, de esta Profe uruguaya

Que alegría me da cada vez que veo tus comentarios cariño 🥰 Fue inmenso a muchos niveles. Una persona realmente especial. Y querido como pocos. Descanse en paz. Un abrazo inmenso preciosa 💐

[@lizabethdelossantos9234]

@ Particularme soy más de la prosa que del verso. Pero me encantaron los poemas que leíste. El manuscrito carmesí me lo regaló mi hija , durante un tiempo que vivió en España. Su temática es cautivante. El Alanda luz tiene para mi algo místico..... y Granada y la Alhambra. Siempre creo qu en mi vida pasada fui parte de ese mundo. Un gusto que siempre respondas a mis comentarios. La Historia nos une. Abrazos💐

En general me pasa lo mismo, soy más de prosa. Pero hay un puñado de titanes como Gala, Wilde, Gloria Fuertes... que me roban en sentido. Tienes una hija con un gusto exquisito. También se entiende perfectamente teniendo esa madre. Un abrazo inmenso cariño.

[@joseros9925]

Livia. Publica más. Añoro tu presencia

Wow, muchísimas gracias Joseros. Hago malabares por sacar tiempo para publicar tanto como puedo sin perder el enfoque en la calidad. Para mi es vital que prevalezca sobre la cantidad. Pero mensajes como el tuyo me insuflan energía y positividad a raudales para no desistir en esta empresa que tantísimas alegrías me da. ¡Te mando un inmenso abrazo y toda mi gratitud!

[@esmeraldapozuelodepedro1070]

"Naciste para amar, amaste y te marchas amando, Viviste para amar y en tu camino, fuiste sembrando amor, y el amor queda. Calló la voz porque se fue el poeta, pero su voz nos sigue acariciando. Tu boca enmudeció, pero tú vivirás para siempre en tus poemas. Llegó la hora y levantaste el vuelo, para ahora escribir tus trazos en el cielo." Esta es mi humilde despedida para Antonio Gala. Gracias una vez más Livia, decir que me has emocionado, es decir poco....

Como un jardinero de inspiración y amor. Así vivió y de aquellas semillas seguirán naciendo brotes 💚🌿 como esos versos tan hermosos.