Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa Poet Quatrain

Drum Rolls

I put up a fight:
A daring battle
Of love's delight, 
Proud fears, rattle... 

But when drum rolls... 
Hopeful care consoles
My daring aim unsettled. 

A pair still to play, 
Warming up for game. 
Two paths before us lay:
A path to victory; other to shame. 

But when drum rolls... 
Courage meets controls, 
My anxiety becomes settled. 

How should we start? 
At a distance together, 
Or of just, closely apart
Forever against weather. 

But when drum rolls... 
Puzzle sets on patrols
To parade memories behind. 

Deal yet be accepted, 
Fate yet to decide... 
Persuasion intercepted, 
Where considerations reside. 

But when drum rolls... 
Regrets set off goals, 
Against time long mind. 

Sunshine or rain? 
Choose one now, 
Don't wait in vain... 
Before sealed to vow. 

But when drum rolls... 
Arsenal binds our souls, 
Maybe right or wrong choice. 

This is a booster, 
A common in us. 
Though an adjuster, 
To keep silent, fuss!

But when drum rolls... 
Check my written scrolls
Your eyes evidently rejoice.

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