Gambler, Rambler...

Gambler, Rambler...

A Poem by Mayank
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To all those who turned rags from riches, while they always thought they control our economy but were choked at the time modern cholera, I call it Recession.

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Steps moving forward

In the jungle made up of concrete,

The bell rings, fight begins

Here comes the bull, rumbling in your pit.

Speculators eyes are glued on flat screen

Watching the numbers, ferociously.

Boiler room filled with smoke and tea,

Today’s exclusive tip, sweat dripping anxiety…

Is this the right time?

The speculators wonder,

Opinionated leaders, commissioned dealers

Our very own confused news channel anchor.

They all are clueless, choking in the grip of a bear.

Then someone yelled the curse,

Yes, they have done it again!

There goes the epidemic wiping our pocket clean,

Brother’s dies, Morgan’s grieving… 

The economy is stroked, currency on prosthetic.

The billionaires are firing orders,

They don’t need anyone, 

They are motionless, cold as corpse.

“Show is over” Pessimist’s death note,

“Time to turn visionary!” churning in the mind of leaders.

This jungle is the necessity for human survival,

The day will come when confident will revive,

Few more debts will be added in India’s fiscal bible.

Then spring will welcome you again at Dalal Street*,

With new instinct, ball gripping tips, numerical greed.

The market will buzz old speeches and new rants,

Mr. Investor Banker, will be back

With the slavery tie knotted perfectly on his neck.

© 2014 Mayank


Author's Note

Mayank
Dalal Street: This is the street where Bombay Stock Exchange is located and it is very popular among the traders.

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really definitive portrayal of the financial realities of the crisis, I've never seen anyone take up this topic, now that I think it is just as sensitive a matter as the other emotions we write about. We all bled into the crisis in one way or the other. cheers for the brilliant write mayank. great work

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

It affected life of everyone, from top to bottom. We know, these top guys gambled but who were rambl.. read more
Wow, this take me back to the financial crisis in 07/08. Mortgages were underwritten with too low variable interest rates that families really couldn't afford when the rate went up loans defaulted. Banks lost money because the made bad investment choices with the mortgage dollars. It was like a bad case of the domino effect. Sad time for a lot of people.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

Actually it's inspired from that phase, 07-09 was the real bad phase.
Matching Socks

9 Years Ago

Yes, indeed it was!
“Show is over” Pessimist’s death note,
“Time to turn visionary!” churning in the mind of leaders.

The problem at the moment is that economy is set up for the benefit of those at the top … need to see a growing middle class and few less billionaires if you ask me. Great write here, Mayank.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

Thanks Pryde for the review
Awesome lines man. You should join some business news channels and start anchoring ;)
People would forget all up downs of BSE, NSE and start listening your gambling poetry!!


Posted 10 Years Ago


Mayank

10 Years Ago

hahahaha! the anchors will f**k me saying 'how do you think economy will run?'
perfectly described, looks like you make a daily visit to this street

Posted 10 Years Ago


Mayank

10 Years Ago

Thanks, I am working in a same field.
Amazing, loved the sarcastic tone and everything about this. Very poetic in nature

Posted 10 Years Ago


Mayank

10 Years Ago

thanks, just tried writing free verse with beat generation style.
Did you ever trade yourself? This stuff you wrote is good

Posted 10 Years Ago


Mayank

10 Years Ago

Ironically, I am working in the same field.
Debashree Chakraborty

10 Years Ago

Right. i guessed!
O yes!! Sarcasm drips from your veins as the investor banker knots his tie up.. lol :D. I liked this satiristic poem buddy. It is realistic, no cotton clouds or sunset but the stark reality of our crappy economy. Well done yaa.. this needs to be discussed in the budget session this year. Ofcourse we can't be marxist but hell if we give in to the autocracy.. indeed a powerful write. :)

~Sophy

Posted 10 Years Ago


Mayank

10 Years Ago

I am leftist ma'am :p thank you so much!
a powerful wrote and words add more intensity to this topic, I like it

Posted 10 Years Ago


Mayank

10 Years Ago

thanks Eve!
I love the way you express yourself with such precision and emotional depth. Here is my analysis/suggestions:

Steps moving forward-(I love the way you seem to start your poems with a step, very intriguing)
In the jungle made up of concrete,
The bell rings(.) (The) fight begins
Here comes the bull, rumbling in your pit.
Speculators eyes are glued on flat screen(s)
Watching the numbers, ferociously.
Boiler room filled with smoke and tea,
Today’s exclusive tip, sweat dripping anxiety…("sweat dripping anxiety"-absolutely amazing descriptive and vivid emotional addition)
Is this the right time?
The speculators wonder,
Opinionated leaders, commissioned dealers
Our very own confused news channel anchor.
They all are clueless, choking in the grip of a bear.--("choking on the grip of a bear"-fantastic imagery)
Then someone yelled the curse,
Yes, they have done it again!
There goes the epidemic wiping our pocket(s) clean,
Brother dies, Morgan’s grieving…
The economy is stroked, currency on prosthetic.
The billionaires are firing orders,
They don’t need anyone,
They are motionless, cold as (a) corpse.
“Show is over” Pessimist’s death note,
“Time to turn visionary!” churning in the mind of leaders.
This jungle is the necessity for human survival,
The day will come when confiden(ce) will revive,
Few more debts will be added in India’s fiscal bible.
Then spring will welcome you again at Dalal Street*,
With new instinct(s), ball gripping tips (and) numerical greed.
The market will buzz old speeches and new rants,
Mr. Investor Banker, will be back
With the slavery tie knotted perfectly on his neck

I love the way you described such a tragic event like recession, poverty and dictatorship in the ways of like a boxing match as well as other amazing strategic metaphors. This was very well expressed. Thank you for sharing and keep up the good work.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Mayank

10 Years Ago

Again, thank you for such an amazing feedback. I had to delete some lines because they might have hu.. read more
Briana O'Connor

10 Years Ago

my pleasure. I really enjoy reading your work.

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Added on July 22, 2014
Last Updated on July 22, 2014
Tags: Psychology, Businesses, Current affairs, Lost, Hope, Gambler.

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