1. Blow.

At times I am bored,
Life is too slow,
How to pass the time,
I just don't know.

Times when I am busy,
Life is on the go,
Processing the Chores,
I just let it flow.

Again comes a phase,
Makes me feel low,
A transitory quench,
yet, followed by a bow.

Life Osicallates,
Amidst Yes and No,
Before I realize,
Arrives the final blow.