{"id":173,"date":"2026-01-18T19:37:40","date_gmt":"2026-01-18T18:37:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/makdizdar\/?page_id=173"},"modified":"2026-01-18T19:39:18","modified_gmt":"2026-01-18T18:39:18","slug":"poesia","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/makdizdar\/poesia\/","title":{"rendered":"POES\u00cdA"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wpb-content-wrapper\">[vc_row full_width=&#8221;stretch_row_content_no_spaces&#8221;][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='2560' data-bg-width='1440' data-bg-image='https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/makdizdar\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/228\/2026\/01\/Firefly_Paisaje-de-necropolis-medieval-con-multiples-estelas-blancas-dispersas-en-pradera-ver-560553-5_escritor.webp' data-bg-repeat='false' data-id='' style='display: none'><\/div><div 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href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fmakdizdar%2Fpoesia%2F&#038;text=LAS%20MANOS%20del%20libro%20EL%20DURMIENTE%20P%C3%89TREO%20de%20MAK%20DIZDAR&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">LAS MANOS del libro EL DURMIENTE P\u00c9TREO de MAK DIZDAR <\/a><\/span><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fmakdizdar%2Fpoesia%2F&#038;text=LAS%20MANOS%20del%20libro%20EL%20DURMIENTE%20P%C3%89TREO%20de%20MAK%20DIZDAR&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank' class='bctt-ctt-btn'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Compartir en X<\/a><\/span>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='2560' data-bg-width='1440' data-bg-image='https:\/\/nuestrosescritores.com\/makdizdar\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/228\/2026\/01\/Firefly_Manos-talladas-emergiendo-de-una-lapida-medieval-de-piedra-blanca-con-musgo-verde-y-560553_escritor.webp' data-bg-repeat='false' data-id='' style='display: none'><\/div><div class=\"gambit_fullheight_row\" data-content-location=\"center\" style=\"display: none\"><\/div>[\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;][vc_column_text css=&#8221;.vc_custom_1768760849085{padding: 5% !important;}&#8221;]\n<h1><a name=\"_Toc50565520\"><\/a><\/h1>\n<h1><strong>EL LAGARTO<\/strong><\/h1>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que volver a aprenderlo de nuevo<br \/>\nA escuchar al lagarto caer y caer<br \/>\nHabr\u00eda que dejar de ser de piedra<br \/>\nY pasar por la puerta de la ciudad sin mirar hacia atr\u00e1s<\/p>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que reencontrar<br \/>\nlas sendas perdidas entre aquella hierba azul<\/p>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que en la abundancia de plantas<br \/>\nabrazar a las amapolas y hormigas en p\u00e1nico<\/p>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que volver a lavarse la cara<br \/>\nY so\u00f1ar en las claras gotas del roc\u00edo en el amanecer<\/p>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que desmayarse<br \/>\nEntre los cabellos oscuros de hierba<\/p>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que pararse un rato<br \/>\nCon nuestro sol y crecer junto a nuestra sombra<\/p>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que unirse por fin<br \/>\nCon el coraz\u00f3n propio huido hace mucho<\/p>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que dejar de ser de piedra<br \/>\nY pasar por la puerta de la ciudad sin mirar hacia atr\u00e1s<\/p>\n<p>Habr\u00eda que querer<\/p>\n<p>Y velar toda la noche<br \/>\nY escuchar al lagarto caer y caer<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fmakdizdar%2Fpoesia%2F&#038;text=EL%20LAGARTO%20del%20libro%20EL%20DURMIENTE%20P%C3%89TREO%20de%20MAK%20DIZDAR&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">EL LAGARTO del libro EL DURMIENTE P\u00c9TREO de MAK DIZDAR <\/a><\/span><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fmakdizdar%2Fpoesia%2F&#038;text=EL%20LAGARTO%20del%20libro%20EL%20DURMIENTE%20P%C3%89TREO%20de%20MAK%20DIZDAR&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank' class='bctt-ctt-btn'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Compartir en X<\/a><\/span>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column extend=&#8221;false&#8221;]<div class='gambit_parallax_row' data-bg-align='' data-direction='fixed' data-opacity='100' data-velocity='-0.3' data-mobile-enabled='' data-bg-height='1376' data-bg-width='768' 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Y en un asalto<br \/>\nRiendo y llorando<br \/>\nAnte ti mismo<br \/>\nLo limpias todo<br \/>\nY destruyes<\/p>\n<p>T\u00fa has decidido aniquilarme por cualquier precio<br \/>\nY de ninguna manera encuentras<br \/>\nEl camino verdadero<br \/>\nHasta m\u00ed<\/p>\n<p>Porque<br \/>\nDesconoces las sendas grabadas y comprobadas<br \/>\ny ni unos ni otros<br \/>\nsin importar cuanto son<br \/>\npara ti orgulloso y fuerte<br \/>\nincluso dif\u00edciles<\/p>\n<p>T\u00fa conoces solamente aquellos senderos<br \/>\nQue pasan<br \/>\nDesde el coraz\u00f3n<br \/>\nY<br \/>\nEl ojo<\/p>\n<p>Y eso no es todo<\/p>\n<p>T\u00fa no conoces los cruces de caminos<br \/>\nDe entre la luz<br \/>\nY<br \/>\nLa oscuridad<\/p>\n<p>Y eso no es todo<br \/>\nPorque m\u00e1s desconoces en la vida es que<br \/>\nLas m\u00e1s duras son las luchas<br \/>\nY las guerras verdaderas<br \/>\nDentro del mismo<br \/>\nSer humano<\/p>\n<p>No sabes que eres mi menor mal<br \/>\nDe entre mis numerosos<br \/>\nMales<br \/>\nGrandes<\/p>\n<p>No sabes<br \/>\nCon qui\u00e9n<br \/>\nEst\u00e1s tratando<\/p>\n<p>T\u00fa has decidido aniquilarme por cualquier precio<br \/>\nPero no hay manera de que encuentres el verdadero camino<br \/>\nQue te lleve a m\u00ed<\/p>\n<p>Te entiendo:<br \/>\nEres un ser humano limitado por el tiempo y el espacio<br \/>\nY vives aqu\u00ed y ahora<br \/>\nY no conoces el ilimitado espacio<br \/>\nDel tiempo<br \/>\nDonde me encuentro<br \/>\nPresente<br \/>\nDesde lo lejano ayer<br \/>\nHasta el lejano porvenir<br \/>\nPensando<br \/>\nEn ti<br \/>\nPero eso no es todo.<\/p>\n<span class='bctt-click-to-tweet'><span class='bctt-ctt-text'><a href='https:\/\/x.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fnuestrosescritores.com%2Fmakdizdar%2Fpoesia%2F&#038;text=LOS%20CAMINOS%20del%20libro%20EL%20DURMIENTE%20P%C3%89TREO%20de%20MAK%20DIZDAR&#038;via=poesiaerestu&#038;related=poesiaerestu' target='_blank'rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">LOS CAMINOS del libro EL DURMIENTE P\u00c9TREO de MAK 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