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369 · May 2014
Seat taken
Nicole Bataclan May 2014
What about stability,
He asked.
This is it,
I said;
As I left my seat
Never turning back
My head.
363 · Apr 24
Hot as Ice
Hot like fire,
Cold as ice

If stares could ****
My feelings would freeze.

He ignites
Light in my eyes,
Sends shiver
Down my spine.

I jump in the shower,
Burn with vigour
To cool my temper.

Extremes,
I am always at extremes,

It is either, or

I gauge for
Equilibrium.
Nicole Bataclan Mar 2013
There comes a time
We should move past
Talking idly
About weather
Headlines and topics
Which are popular

Has it come to that point
We could let our guard down
Opening a window
Earning a glimpse at the soul
Discovering sides
That are more personal

That line disappears
Between the secured sphere
And everything that is deep

Now we scrutinize
What ticks you off
How you get to love
And we assure
Whether we get along
In the outside world

We are all acquaintances
Tested to be a confident
And true to form
Not all deserve
Sincere attachement

But unless we take
That step
That moment in time
Specific without end
From being a contact
To becoming a friend
That is all we will ever be
Weather, the trivial
And anything that is proper.
362 · Mar 2012
My stranger
Nicole Bataclan Mar 2012
I left that night with nothing but a name.
Hours spent together, maybe it was just a game.
So vague, so blurred, I can barely even remember.
Just the same, I wanted his kiss to last forever.

Now, not a day goes by without him on my mind,
I long for his hands to hold my face, but I'm fantasizing blind
In my head, in my heart, can't seem to forget his gaze;
My knees still tremble and I know it is not just a phase.

Perhaps that night will meet the day someday,
You'll smell my perfume again and I shall meet you halfway.
On a high, on cloud nine, a feeling so true.
But alas, we are fading; and I wonder why we do.
360 · Jan 2018
Wobbly chair
Nicole Bataclan Jan 2018
I am sitting
On a wobbly chair
Off balance, is there still a chance

It is not all bad
But since when
Is that enough

At least two have to be strong
One leg solid, the other consistent
Last two well built
Uneasy til I fix it

Lean back, I may fall
Find the centre of gravity though
I could rock.
359 · May 2012
Light(er)
Nicole Bataclan May 2012
It is that moment again:
Looking into our pockets
And disappeared
You seem to have, once again.

A million lying around
Some that we purchased,
And others we borrowed
Without even asking.

Fully conscious
How absurd this must be,
That when you are needed the most
You decide to go missing.

But see that this is the best part;
Though you always vanish
When ours is out of sight
Another will soon bring you back.

Like the Sun's glorious light
You keep being passed around
You belong to none
And to all of us at the same time.
344 · May 2014
A decade here
Nicole Bataclan May 2014
Here
Revisiting

Places and former feelings
Investing in a past
In the present that is
Anything but sad

I get some flashbacks and laugh
And others I ought to see past.

God willing

How I found myself
Here again
Still asking
How that could happen
However

No longer is my spirit broken

My life still filled with
Those memories

Though for a while
All they did was
Hinder me

Time and healing
Worked wonders

And I have been free

Today
Created moments
I can call my own
And mine alone.

As I peek at that past
Living
In the here and now
I am stoked for
What is coming up

Perhaps
A decade in the making

But maybe God wanted me thinking

My eyes have matured
But being a child at heart
Will forever be my nature.
341 · Jan 2016
Quote
Nicole Bataclan Jan 2016
May I borrow your line
Until I come up with mine
Your words handpicked
My intentions are solid;

I love her
But you say it better.

Allow me to inhale your thoughts
Exhale your sweetness in my voice
I will quote you
Until my own will do;

I love her
One day will be enough.
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330 · Mar 2012
S.O.S
Nicole Bataclan Mar 2012
Behind this perfect smile,
A fragile soul in denial.

Though ridiculously time consuming,
Frustration remains an elusive thing.

Pretending all the time,
Now a real habit of mine.

Who goes through a rough patch,
Tires of standing still soon enough.

Moments with a treasured friend,
Stranger’s heart is on the mend.

I do not hold back my tears any longer,
With you, no need to push any further.

You feel my hands that are cold,
In your warm embrace, I unfold
329 · Mar 2012
Good night's sleep
Nicole Bataclan Mar 2012
It's been almost five years
Body's tired, still thoughts wander with fear.
Could never get more than four hours sleep
In the dark, my mind lets nothing slip.

It's only until you were next to me
Found a sense of peace; slept like a baby.
I thank you for what you have given me
It wasn't your intention, but you saved me.

I've tried different techniques
They don't work, no clue to this magic trick.
Nights gradually turned into a burden
To the core, my whole body was shaken.

It's only until I had you beside me
Felt serene, the joy of sleeping deeply.
I am so thankful for what you have done
It's your gift to me, such an appreciated one.

I care for a good night's sleep
Eight hours straight, a habit I'd like to keep.
Now I think of you right before the dream
You enter it, tell me,
                          Don't we make a good team?
325 · May 2014
Icy fire
Nicole Bataclan May 2014
In my mind
I go round in round
Bathing in fire
My heart for you never tires.
320 · Jun 2014
Again
Nicole Bataclan Jun 2014
You can feel yourself slip again
Your chest starts to tighten
And your thoughts slowly blacken
It is a subtle process but it is happening
Will it be worse this time, wondering.
You do not want to lie in that state again
A promise you make to yourself
Now and back then
Every time you cry without reason.
But here you are, prating
Once again, to bury that side of you
That will always be hurting;
Once you have creeped into the dark
All your broken pieces are terrified to go back.

But I tell you, whether or not
You are sliding into Hell's mouth
Once again and once more after that
I will be here pulling you back up;

When you are tired of looking for light
I will never tire of your fight.
318 · Jul 2013
Every four months
Nicole Bataclan Jul 2013
Every four months
Of my life
I am reminded
That  you are not
In my life
A change in the wind
A blinding sky
Coffee that tastes bad
Here I am about to cry
And that every day
I still think of you that way
It burns inside
And I am cold with pride
Because
Only one
Sets my heart
On ice and fire
I walk alone
And like Amy said,
Tears will dry on their own.
266 · Apr 2014
Home
Nicole Bataclan Apr 2014
As I lay beside you
Already sound asleep;
Press my hand against your back
I can feel every heartbeat.

Had been longing so long;
I have finally made it home
Somewhere my head is at ease
In your house, all is quiet and calm.

I have heard the noises of the world
Lucky to see countries I did not even dream of;
Each leaving an indelible print,
God blessed me with more than I deserve.


For this reason alone, I never forget
The place where the journey began
I am one that will follow the sun
But wherever I go, I remember where I am from.

I make it a point to return to you;
And what I learn in our time apart
Means the world only once I am back,
For home to me will always be your heart.
All I have to do is show up,
Gain momentum;
Give you one last rep,

Another verse
To finish this poem.

I have always dreaded
Doing the plank,
Now I can hold it
For a full minute,
Without tearing up.

Lift me up

Talent is not enough

Writing is a muscle,
I had become rusty —
Now planning my sessions in

The more I work out
The more I want to write.

Create,
Train hard

The benefits of a sweat
Back to the pleasure
of my pen,

I am looking forward
To my best poem yet.

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