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Doeley Anani Poem
Got a Lil too much body
Show too much am a hottie
Fantasy to your Ecstasy
But you ain't really care about this body
All you wanna drive a Bugatti
You ain't really wanna build up this story
Makin up authority
You ain't even see intensity
Bless the mother, the daughter in the…
That’s right all you want is your Lil mermaid
Turn round to stare
Cause medusa’s in my hair
And that’s not really fair.
Copyright © Doeley Anani | Year Posted 2022
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Doeley Anani Poem
Up I get from my morning den
I have one job that I rarely go to.
I can call people fat and skinny but
I trace my lines and I’m never satisfied.
Others use me anyhow they please
But it isn’t my job, no matter how much I try I end up being put aside.
When I’m done making beautiful clothes
I’m left to wonder why others can’t see that I’m not always the best myself, so why listen ?.
I can never go home on time and I sleep on the streets as if my home is far.
At least even if I’m not home, I’ll be somewhere that no one truly need me.
Copyright © Doeley Anani | Year Posted 2025
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Doeley Anani Poem
I’m stressed of the world.
When I wake up, I fall back asleep.
My childhood dream of becoming something has turned into nothing.
Nor how much I learn, I’ll always be behind.
To newer beings that controls my mind.
It takes one, but none of us can stand.
We have faith in a fallen blankness .
The old grasp, the young bleeds.
You can’t change death.
You will leave this world and everything in it.
And when you close your eyes and life flashes by.
Remember this was your own demise.
Copyright © Doeley Anani | Year Posted 2026
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