{"id":16967,"date":"2026-06-07T09:18:56","date_gmt":"2026-06-07T07:18:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=16967"},"modified":"2026-06-07T09:18:56","modified_gmt":"2026-06-07T07:18:56","slug":"tiempos-de-dolor-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=16967","title":{"rendered":"Tiempos de Dolor"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text is-stacked-on-mobile is-vertically-aligned-top\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"427\" height=\"640\" data-src=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/06\/quanghoanphotos-girl-5560212peque.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-16969 size-full lazyload\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 427px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 427\/640;\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Tiempos de dolor,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Cuando el alma llora,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Cuando se rompe el coraz\u00f3n.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Quiz\u00e1s alg\u00fan d\u00eda se olviden,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Pasado el tiempo en su vaiv\u00e9n,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Pero ahora, el cuerpo cansado,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Los sentidos machacados,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">El dolor es el alma de todo,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y convierte el paso del tiempo,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">En algo sin movimiento.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">En un p\u00e9ndulo mortal,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Que nos destruye en su lento caminar,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y palpita, y sientes la punzada,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Que una y otra vez es dada,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y el cuerpo se resquebraja,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ya casi ni trabaja,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">La mente ocupada,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">En aguantar la picada,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Que, seguro que vendr\u00e1,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y todo se congelar\u00e1,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Esperando sin esperanza,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Que pare en su constancia,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sabiendo que no parar\u00e1,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y sigue una y otra vez,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Con malvada tozudez,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y queremos que la muerte,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Nos venga, y no nos suelte,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Que dejemos de padecer,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Pero eso no va a suceder,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Una y otra vez,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Continuar\u00e1 en su malvada tarea,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y aunque ya m\u00e1s no sea,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Si que lo parecer\u00e1,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Hasta que al final,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Agotado todo,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Nos deje de agotar,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Porque ya no puedas m\u00e1s,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y la muerte te lleve con ella,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Y puedas al fin descansar,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">De este mundo,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Al que fuiste a parar.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tiempos de dolor, Cuando el alma llora, Cuando se rompe el coraz\u00f3n. Quiz\u00e1s alg\u00fan d\u00eda se olviden, Pasado el tiempo en su vaiv\u00e9n, Pero ahora, el cuerpo cansado, Los sentidos machacados, El dolor es el alma de todo, Y convierte el paso del tiempo, En algo sin movimiento. En un p\u00e9ndulo mortal, Que nos destruye &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/?p=16967\" class=\"more-link\">Leer m\u00e1s<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> \u00abTiempos de Dolor\u00bb<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-16967","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-libros"],"featured_media_urls":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16967","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=16967"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16967\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16971,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16967\/revisions\/16971"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=16967"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=16967"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pedrocasiano.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=16967"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}