Ynon Hermon Poems

Come and take it,
take it from my hands.
It is yours if you want it,
and i know you are looking for it.
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It is not the first time
that I have walked past that room,
and I see you there.
He plays you his best songs,
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We are asking all the questions that need not be asked.
Isn't the fact that we are here beautiful enough?

We try to give meaning where only none make sense.
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When I open my eyes I find the same old house of beer,
the same faces praying cheers,
the room with the dimmed out lights,
and the comfort for the night.
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It is just a clear night
on a misused road
and I keep into the lines
one step at a time
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Look outside here,
I can see the light between the clouds

Look out through the window
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