The Soloist (inspired by the movie)

The soloist


Imagine digesting music and hearing every nuance

Picture yourself composing Beethoven or Bach

I want to write symphonies like that

Where every word dances in your head like a musical note

When every letter is distinct and full of beauty

Because my beauty and your beauty must meet in symbiosis

I want the lines to destroy my world and rebuild it in one swoop

Destroy any ideas I had previously of what poetry is or what music is

Every psalm will become a concerto

I want my pen to manipulate the page like a bow does a violin

That’s the beauty of poetry

It’s the music of my mind and my soul

It’s the rhythm that dances in my heart

And while I might not exist just to write poetry

I hope one day I am able to honor my craft

And become a true soloist



"An Akili Carter original"

I'm here alone

I’m here alone
I’m here alone crying into your arms hugging me

Oh wait, dam!

Those are my arms

I got caught up in thinking they were yours

I got entranced looking at your picture

Staring so hard that I really felt you were looking back at me

But I still woke up all alone

The left side of the bed is cold as hell

While my heart freezes and my tears crumble off my face

I’m here alone dancing in my own perpetual vomit, full of your promises

Remember the shower water pouring down my face

While you told me your lies

The water turning into cold daggers stabbing my love for you

The pictures I brought into the shower to burn

Get wet and matted, as they slip out of my hand

I fall on top of them and I’m still crying here over you

Still lying here over you

Wishing that I was holding you and lying next to you

While you lie next to me

I’m ripping photos now as the writing smears in my hand

Like our love smeared at your hands

I’m here alone crying into your arms hugging me

Oh wait, dam!

Those are my arms

Those are my hands

Those are my freaking tears

Filling up the tub as I lie here

But, I’m here alone



"An Akili Carter original"