Sensex, Dow Jones, Nasdaq getting bigger,

ET, Business Standard, Dalal Street talking about the richer-

The capital market drawing attention to many,

Who knows you may multiply your every single penny!

Numerous financial websites grew,

Mr. Mehta's attention drew-

Even he dreamt of making money,

The market for him was looking sunny.

Our hero relied and invested everything he had-

Initially made wise returns, and not bad.

Being a common man he dreamt too,

He has to grow rich for his daughter two!

Things looked prominent for a while,

The risk knack increased with every winning pile-

The lure could not avert  to anything else,

Leverage gripped, habituated capital-quench consequence.

Then came the cloud long told-

Market turned smoky, big daddies sold.

Inflation jumped, dollar bumped,

Oil and gold slumped, long gainers dumped!

"...Don't worry, have faith in your long term;

Not much downside from here, safe-street, not much harm",

That's where glued his confident portfolio,

Market felled further, and he reacted low.

Now the index is below half, pausing-

"Will it dip further or shall we start bottom fishing?"

The capital is locked for the period unknown,

What has been earned once has been actually blown!

Mr. Pathetic is by his desktop, sitting draught;

Erstwhile liquidity crunched badly, deadly debtors sought.

Lost and shocked, he carelessly moved the mouse icon-

The homepage read in red, "ilovemypennies.com"