Just a Brief Grief

A Brief Grief

I thought I was happy at the seashore,

But when I looked up at the sky at night, 

I found the stars no longer danced with their light. 

They stood there chained, with their stories untold. 

Like women trapped in fates that they can't unfold.

I felt like the stars had lost their grace.

Burdened by the sorrow, they could neither flee nor face. 

Then, as I gazed at my reflection in the water, 

I gathered my thoughts & though there's not much to say—

Mine is just a 'brief grief' anyway. 

"What grief?" You may ask, for I wonder that as well.

And not knowing the cause is what makes it hell. 

A nameless sorrow within me finds its place. 

An ache that lingers without any trace.

However, I found the answer after thinking for long.

I realized I was a mere piece, not a whole, all along.

And this 'hollowness of mine' that nothing could fill,

Will always be the ‘brief grief’ within my heart—quiet and concealed