Spoilt Broth Poem by udoh etido

I seek an answer;
i mourn in prayer;
Who will decipher? ;
lies are never bitter.

I do not know my ways;
I will perch on heaven's gate;
For life is mysterious;
the sun is never beneath us.

Flowers are beautiful;
flowers are colorful;
Do they last long? ;
do they sing songs? .

I am mortal;
i will always falter;
I know my thoughts;
Angels have no guts.

Alone in this world;
they jeer at us;
No say, no name;
no one to lay the blame.

My heart throbs;
heaven knows;
Mortal i am;
unknown is my plight.

Lonely days;
A sky with no paint.

Lonely years;
Giving in to my fears.