Fan

It stayed there hanging,
Motionless, airless though.
Rusted, jammed,
Outdated.

It came to live,
Rejoice, enjoy the life.
Life donated by the
donator.

What happened to it?
I hope it relive
the life.
Lets hope so.

Hope! Hope is hoping on hope.
The donated hopes on donator,
Donator hopes on another.
Whom to hope?
How to hope?

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poem by Khaleelulla syed.A
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