I guess the heaven is closed br For when i gaze out through windows br I find a ghost dealer br Composed with hell rhymes and rhythms br With sure for a needless heaven br At a sure of expected rhymes br Man has absurd efforts for progress br The progress in sins and fouls. br br I see the dealer is observing br The matches and patches drowning br Goal of soonest for progress br Man is departing from the center br My guess becomes for sure br When i don't find man, for man br Where I find empty claw of objects br With the savage theory of man.br br abhimanyu kumar.