Hurt Fandom

Enmeshed in ties of blood,
Strung by an umbilical cord
With its snapping, a bud
Comes to life, that almighty accords

Besieged by inherent emotional bond
Through the journey all along
Flourish affiliations so fond
That one dreads to trample upon

Some gravitate for the love of craft
To others, intellect appeals by far
Rest connect with purity of soul
Cherishing memories of chosen heroes

Their legacy of accomplishments so inspiring
Radiate a cult like influence
Infusing hope in budding talents
Who otherwise by failure get dismayed

Hunky-dory the relationships seem
Till the moment they last
When providence casts a shadow of death
It dawns, how transient and fragile they are

In conjunction with emotions lies pain
For bereavement, none can be arraigned
Wish life came into existence
Without the frills of human intervention

The same bud that once moistened eyes
On its inception with tears of joy
While the soul departs from its body
Evokes wails and leaves us teary eyed