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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=465917" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Exceptional Food</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The meal was over as I spoke, <br>Innards kept the blessing of cooking; <br>My spoken tongue was inert<br>As prayers were repeated.<br>My religion was of fasting<br>And not cooking or banquets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was my religion that mattered, <br>Like the oval office and similar places<br>Of comedy, the very seriousness, <br>The very proud deeds of the soul, <br>And those that mattered<br>To the food or taste we take with the day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now that dinner was over, <br>I was over, and this deed was over.<br>I lifted my fork to speak wonders <br>That astonished everybody’s taste, <br>Like the lunch of the noon<br>And dinner of the light of the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dance began, as we were happy, <br>To dance was to be finality, <br>Jostling inwards with exceptional flavour<br>That was also ingested with the food -<br>This was food with spiritual music! <br>Our lives were ending right now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the offer of a peace arrived, <br>As the music stopped and arrived<br>Yet halted in its path to see innocence<br>In the efforts of a speaker<br>Who intimidated us as we saw him, <br>The man of exceptional taste, the owner of this place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such deeds he spoke and such plates he gave, <br>Dishes supported his biggest way of talking, <br>Conversations surrounded his meaning, <br>So the party was special like the breeze, <br>The breeze of words that we felt on our cheeks, <br>As our ears were pricked with awe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“This is the day we dine and the night we clasp, <br>Finding no sacred other place than this grand mansion.”<br>This he spoke to us with meaning, <br>And he wanted to see what we enjoyed <br>And some of us wanted more noise, <br>So the music began after the speech.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This night was extraordinary for the talents, <br>The food inspired me as I floated, <br>This morbid thought arrived afterwards -<br>What if the night should end <br>And leave us forever in the night? <br>Then there would be no merriment or taste.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I laughed as we sat in the carriage<br>That came by to pick us up; <br>We were rich, as a rich couple, <br>As a wealthy lad and lass, <br>Like the fountains of stupid colours<br>And fragrances, so bitter yet elegant.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was thankful the night finished<br>With dignified manners and perfect noise, <br>Songs could never bring more joy<br>Than this enjoyment we experienced, <br>The joy of musical words, <br>The joys of a beautiful party.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Naveed+Akram">Naveed Akram</a><div class=q>
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Innards kept the blessing of cooking; 
My spoken tongue was inert
As prayers were repeated.
My religion was of fasting
And not cooking or banquets.

It was my religion that mattered, 
Like the oval office and similar..."></div>
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