Something thrilling happening, time to go wild again 🙂


Rough into the mountains, deep into the sea

Pushing up the gear, pressing down the keys

A journey so far, a WILD journey to the far

From the mild flexes to the hot wild reflexes

To the hunter’s paradise killing every advice

Pumping up the thrill thumping to the access

Pushing up the shot to the extreme thunder


Born on a day, yes, born to take it higher

Born on a day, yes, born to climb it freer


Lost into the desert, deep into the jungle

Flying always soaring crashing on the go

Fueling up the journey living it retro

Jumping up the bar raving up the wave

Wrestling in the wild, rambling extra mile

Jetting me here and there out of nowhere


Born on a day, zigzagging it all the way

Born on a day, jazzing up the fluid clay


On the still planes, to the call of valleys

Diving in the hive, with life’s careless jive

To the nascent discrete route of adventure

Voice of the moment says keep moving on

Echo of the moment says follow it back on

Pacing up going full throttle on the highway

Known just to me, a creation of this day

That adrenaline vigour, the psychic rigour

The roar of the thunder, oh! that shrill of wonder


Yes, the vibes, this all is so known,

Yet so much more remains unknown

The home is where I belong,

Rounds round the creation what I demand

Crisscrossing even the place of nowhere


Born on this day, born to go wild

Born on a day, to take it my way


The antithesis and the creation now

This all is so jazzed up, electrified as Elvis

Ragged yet elegant as the Beatles chords,

Familiarly mysterious and soothingly numb

Stuck so comfortably contemplating, reflecting

Me and my loneliness, riding high on the words


September 14, 2011

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey –

(Inspired from: Steppenwolf – Born to be wild – 1969)