#As_hannah_thinks

10 March 2026 20:15

Some of you may know that I have been running this channel for seven years now. Yes, seven solid years and I am deeply grateful for it.

Some of you have been here since the very beginning. Others joined along the way. Either way, I appreciate every one of you for being part of this little corner we built together.

Seven years feels like the right moment to turn a page.

I have started sharing my poems on Substack. Both the old and the new. Some older pieces that were lost in the cracks of time, and new ones finding their voice.

If you enjoy the words we share here, subscribe and join me there as well. Think of it as an extension of this family.

And who knows… this might just be the warm-up for something even bigger (😉😉)


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#As_hannah_thinks

01 February 2026 12:44

[On the Days He has It Together]


He thinks some days are the ideal days to die
to pass away,
to leave it all behind.

Those days he has called his parents
and shared a few laughs with his siblings and friends.

Those days he has showered with his cedarwood body wash,
worn his favourite sandalwood cologne,
put on his dark blue collared shirt and black pants.

Those days his apartment is clean and tidy, laundry done,
clothes ironed and folded.

Those days his shelf is organised,
the dishwasher is empty,
the trash taken out.

Those days he has read his Bible
and prayed in the morning.

Those days he has it all together.
To him, those days feel like the ideal days to die,
or maybe the ideal nights
to leave all this behind.

He watches the doorstep all day
as if waiting for a visit
from a loved one,
for death to come by.

But when death does not arrive,
after all that waiting,
and night finally falls,
he puts on fresh pyjamas,
slips into clean bedsheets,
and whispers,
“O death, where is your sting?
O death, where is your victory?”

#As_hannah_thinks

26 December 2025 16:44

[Hapologia]


The fundamentals in life
are more mental than being fun.
Who would have thought the late twenties
meant to be this revelatory.

There is a blind spot
that scars my vision board.
My mental map deviates,
finding loopholes that only lead
back to that blind spot.
Maybe my myopia is metaphysical.


I’ve lived life as an underdog
but never owned a puppy.
I love animals, though.
(I often think of petting
a baby elephant and
a baby giraffe.)


Sometimes I am lazy in my bones.
I drink coffee straight from the thermos,
too spent to lift a mug.


No peculiar mission
No burning passion.
Nothing cinematic
About the way I carry on

I love hiking.
And if there has ever been a hill
I am willing to die on,
it must be Golgotha.




@As_hannah_thinks
📸 Credit: Nahom F.
ጎንደር

#As_hannah_thinks

21 November 2025 16:50

Perhaps, one of my favourite pieces by far

One out of one [1/1]


😊🖤✌️🏾
Friday

#As_hannah_thinks

31 October 2025 16:53

[Unscripted]


Roses are red,
Violets are violet.
I am not gonna lie
Just to make it rhyme.


My love isn’t bright;
It doesn’t bloom in primary colors.
Not in radiant reds, not in easy blues.
Not the catchy type,
Like a high without the hype

My heartbeat slips from its pace,
A rhythm lost in time and space.
It beats in confusion,
Irregularly irregular,
Messy and unconventional.
And yet, it is love.
This I know.

A Smoky Gray kind of love,
With an arrhythmic heart.
This is what I have,
This is all I’ve got.


Roses are red,
Violets aren’t blue.
In its own colorless, chaotic way,
There goes my love for you
Unpredictable and unrefined,
But undeniably true.


@As_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

10 October 2025 17:08

[The Art of Unintentional]


You’ve helped me.
How, you ask?
Like slapping a glitchy device
and suddenly, it starts to work.

You did something right,
though neither of us knows quite how.
Does that count as a win? you wonder.

Sometimes, it’s not about the how.
Just take the win and let it go.

You’ve accidentally mended me,
and for that, I thank you
more than you’ll ever know.



@As_hannah_thinks
📸@ጣና🖤

#As_hannah_thinks

19 September 2025 16:51

ከብዙዙዙ ... አርቦች በኋላ
አንድም ይቅርታ አንድም ምስጋና ፤ስለቆያችሁኝ


መልካም አርብ
😊🖤✌️

#As_hannah_thinks

08 March 2025 12:12

[At Peace]


She auditions her hopes and triages her fears, 
saying, "I've got to get a grip on me, 
held in check by reality."

She tries to hold onto this life tightly, 
but just when she thinks her grasp is firm, 
it slips through her fingers 
like a handful of water... spilling. 
And right when she feels like giving up, 
she notices a tiny green plant blooming beneath her hands, 
nurtured by the dripping water in silence. 
Accidental hope strikes; 
she gives God the credit.

She is no master of dart or arrow games, 
but somehow, she has become the Queen of long shots. 
Hey, royalty is here!

She has stopped wrestling with her insecurities daily. 
Instead, she has appointed around the clock guards for them, 
keeping her insecurities secure. 
This is how she has made peace with her shortcomings; 
this is how she pursues her far-goings.



@as_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

07 February 2025 17:00

[Leveled]


Yes, I have noticed that I have stopped going out of my way for you. 
I don't even wait for you on my way anymore. 
I just walk down my lane at my own pace 
and hope for our paths to briefly catch up every now and then. 

No, I don't hate you now; 
I just love you less. 

And even when I love you less, 
you still remain the one I love most. 

So here is #onefortheShadows. 
And here is #onefortheEchoes.



@as_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

20 December 2024 17:16

[Some Times]

Some blues can't be fixed with strong espressos. 
Some anxieties in your tummy linger, even after comfort food and warm milk. 
Some glooms can't just be switched back by having days off. 
You may take a good nap,
only to wake up to your doom 
standing by your nightstand, waiting impatiently for reunion. 

Some soul fatigues don’t relent to a change of scenery, 
or retreating to nature for solitude. 
Your loved ones’ heartfelt presence, 
may not be enough to keep you standing tall. 

Even after fervent prayers,
you may still feel weak in the knees. 

Some sadness is like that. 
Some grief is just that adamant. 
Some emptiness is that stubborn. 

Sometimes, moments unfold like this, an unsettling afternoon that endures. 
Some stretch into days, weeks, maybe months, maybe years. 
Some sometimes are just not 'some' of the times. 

They don’t yield to time’s mercy, 
to faith, to loved ones' embrace, 
or your best self. 
And it is okay. 

This is life. 
We are all foot soldiers in this battle. 
You are not the only one; 
you are not alone.


@as_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

25 October 2024 17:18

[New Day, Old Me]


Something thrilling happened today, 
But you weren't the first I thought to share it with.
Strange. 

In fact, no one came to mind at all— 
Just like it used to be, 
Before our paths intertwined. 

It feels odd, 
Almost wrong, 
But chill; I haven't yet decided if I like it.



@as_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

20 September 2024 16:44

[🔵]Something Blue[ 🔵]


Like flagbearers raising their homelands' flags at the Olympic opening,
So do I observe strangers from afar, their flags waving.
Minimizing surprises, taking careful heed,
Just gauging the vibes before taking a blind stride.


Different people, yet not so different in their flags—
Many reds... a few greens
And then I saw you waving a blue one.
Well, that was unusual.

Not a red flag for warnings,
Nor a green flag that cheers,
But a blue flag—
Blue like the wide sky, embracing and free,
Blue like the ocean, deep as can be,
Blue like calmness, unhurried,
Blue like gentle, endearing.
I saw you with the blue flag,
And in that moment, I knew you were my homeland,

So on the day we stand at the altar,
I will be that "something old,"
The woman who has waited for you for as long as that long.
And together, we will be that "something new."
Our days ahead will be the "something borrowed,"
And you already know what the "something blue" is gonna be—




@as_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

23 August 2024 17:48

[In defence of dullness]


I am not great at sports
Not good at video games
I don't even enjoy the group games like "The truth or Dare"
I rather focus on just  following the Truth and daring to live, one day at a time
It is safe to say I am a legally boring person

But I am pretty sure I hold one of the top scores in the chrome Dino game,
You know, the pixilated  T-rex  that appears when your network vexes
The one featuring little Dino  jumping over cacti and dodging flying birds

Yeah, that is my favorite game
I am telling you, I don't ask for much

Here is a little Dino, finding its way back home
Leaping over one cactus at a time
And trying over and over  again
Even when it all looks lame





@as_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

19 July 2024 17:49

[Unsent Letters]


In a world where transformation and personal growth are applauded, where metamorphosis is nature's call
I remained a comfortable caterpillar by choice.
It still puzzles me when I get a swarm of butterflies in my stomach at the thought of you.
I am too old for this.

It sometimes feels like I overstayed my welcome in your life
And now the rent check is piling up.
But if I leave, I am gonna be homeless.
What kind of a fool makes a home out of a rental house?
And at what age exactly does one stop being a fool?
Wait, didn't I just say I was too old for this?

Also, how old is too old?

I wish I could "unlearn" a lot of things in life,
but sadly, they don't have a school for that.

You once said, "As flying is the most imaginative 'freedomest' thing to a man, so could a humble walk be to a bird."
You bug me.

I think I owe you a proper poem.



@as_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

14 June 2024 17:54

A friend of mine asked me why I have not been posting on 'As Hannah Thinks', and I was like that is because Hannah hasn't been doing much of thinking lately 😁

Back with #unpopular_opinions edition

መልካም ምሽት
🖤
Thank you for choosing to stay

#As_hannah_thinks

27 February 2026 17:50

[ 🗓️ February 🗓️ ]


Perfect like February
Perfect like the colour of your eyes

Perfect like twenty eight
Perfect like the curve of your smile

28,
Late for the twenties,
And yet right on time for “now”
Just a little fewer than usual,
a little “full”-er than normal

Not more
Not less
Just enough

It is like February
From the time I meet you
to the time we meet again

Even like the days I see you,
Odd like the days I miss you
It is like time is ironed
and now it's wrinkle-free
...Perfect like February


@As_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

01 February 2026 12:42

Some good Sunday afternoons make up for missed Friday evenings.

If my poems speak to you, help them travel...share the channel😃

I've been cooking something something.

Good day😊🖤✌️🏾

#As_hannah_thinks

21 November 2025 16:51

[One Out of One]
1/1



I don’t mean to be unkind,
but hear me out.
You’re not one in a million for me.
I don’t even know a million people,
to be honest.
Not even close.

You could be two in a million,
ten in a million,
a thousand in a million,
or even a million in a million,
for what it’s worth.
It wouldn't matter.


That’s the thing about it,
Value is not a function of rarity.
That’s for jewellery merchants,
or those hunting for collectable items.
I’m not one of them.


I’m just a random person,
and you are mine.
And that, for me,
is one out of one.
Flipping the statistics,
more than a probability,
...a forever thing,
a certainty!



@As_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

19 November 2025 13:28

🔖 ቫይራል ሄሞሬጂክ ፊቨር ምንድን ነው?

Dr.Abriham Sisay

#As_hannah_thinks

31 October 2025 16:50

Today's piece is an arrhythmogenic one, (my medicos 🙃)

Roses are Red🟥
and violets are violet 🟪

መልካም አርብ
😊🖤✌️🏾

#As_hannah_thinks

19 September 2025 16:51

[ የመፃተኛዋ ማስታወሻ ]


እንቆቅልሼ ነህ
ሀገር የሠጠሁህ ከልቤ ቀንሼ
ርስት ያካፈልኩህ ከርስቴ ቆርሼ

እኔ መፃተኛ እኔ ስደተኛ
ድንበር የማይዘኝ ስወጣ ስገባ
ተሸክሜ የምኖር
ሀገሬን በልቤ ተስፋዬን ባንቀልባ

አንተ ባለ ቅኔ
አንተ ባለ ብልሀት
በውዴታ የምትጠልፍ
አስፈቅደህ ምትሰርቅ
ከእውቀቴ 'ምትስፋ
ከአዕምሮዬ 'ምትረቅ


እንቆቅልሽ አልከኝ
በጨዋታ አዋዝተህ
እኔም የተራዪን
ምን አውቅልህ አልኩህ
ጠየከኝ ጠየኩህ
ፈተንከኝ ፈተንኩህ
መዘንከኝ መዘንኩህ
...ተ ሸ ነ ፍ ኩ

ሀገር ስጪኝ አልከኝ
ሀገር ከየት ላምጣ
እኔ ሀገር የለኝ
ዘላን መፃተኛ
ስደተኛ ሴት ነኝ

ሀገር ስጪኝ አልከኝ?

ሀገሬ መሬት የላት
አትገኝ ከካርታ
በሄኩበት ምትሄድ
እንደኔው ከርታታ

ሀገሬ ልቤ ላይ
ስውር መዝገብ ርስቴ
ሸሽጌ ያኖርኳት
ገዥዬም ግዛቴም

እና ከዚህችው ላይ
በእንቆቅልሽ ሰበብ
ድንበር ገፍተህ መተህ
ሀገር ስጭኝ አልከኝ

እንደ ቀልድ ጠየከኝ
እንደ ቀልድ ሰጠሁህ



...ልቤን  ግን ቀለለኝ

#As_hannah_thinks

30 March 2025 22:11

ማንኛውም አይነት መፅሐፍ ያላችሁና መለገስ የምትፈልጉ ፥ እነ @yohans0 ፥ ይህንን እያገኙ ላልነበሩ የዋግምራ አካባቢ ተማሪዎች ፥ ቤተ-መፅሐፍት ሊከፍቱ አስበዋልና አናግሩት። ያላችሁበት ድረስ መጥቶ ፥ ከምስጋና ጋር ይቀበላችኋል።

#As_hannah_thinks

08 March 2025 12:11

Saturday is leftover Friday 😊

📸 Credit: ADW
Sunset @Gefersa Reservoir

🖤✌️🏾

#As_hannah_thinks

07 February 2025 08:28

/channel/written_thoughts

#As_hannah_thinks

20 December 2024 17:15

Friday😊🖤✌️🏾

[Some Times]

#As_hannah_thinks

04 October 2024 12:38

I am a grain of sand;
An eternal promise.
A foreshadow in the universe.
I am my brother’s keeper,
His punching bag when he is tired,
I am my sister’s entertainment late at night;
My twin’s other half,
At my best,
I am the smile on my mother’s face.

I am social justice and liberation,
I am the melanin that flows from the farms,
The green that feeds the world.
The word that saved a life,
I am the birth of a new nation,
Of new hope,
The star to end all wars;
At my best I change the world.

I am the messenger they forget to shoot,
Love’s flawed imitation,
Music played off key,
Awkward hugs of support,
Silence in solidarity.
I am the soldier’s worth,
My father’s pride,
At my best,
I am a worthy heir of my ancestors’ dream.

***

I am the devil’s pawn.
Killer of laughter,
My brother’s murderer,
A waste of labor,
A shadow of civilization,
At my worst,
I eviscerate everything I touch.

I am Moses’ stutter;
Abraham’s doubt,
Gideon’s fear.
I am a cautionary tale,
A miscalculation in the universe;
An anomaly undeserved of life,
A trader of love,
A barterer of faith and virtue,
At my worst I kiss Christ on a Thursday.

I am fear.
I am cowardice.
I am the comfortable caterpillar.
I am greed; I am eternal hunger.
I am extortion personified.
I am potential unbothered.
I am peace undisturbed.
I am a soldier in a spa.
I am a father to doppelgängers;
I perform genocide on a generation.

At my worst,
I live in certainty in wonder of possibilities.
At my worst,
I write poems under a money tree.
At my worst,
I live in a closet full of clothes digging for warmth.
At my worst,
I drown in the nile thirsty.
At my worst,
I laugh without a smile.
At my worst,
I live unburnt.
At my worst,
I gain the world with its applause.
At my worst,
I live life in pink.
At my worst,
At my very worst,
I am my mother’s face in blue.

-Multitude
@MenAce7

#As_hannah_thinks

20 September 2024 16:44

Hello, my Friday-ers! 😊🖤✌🏾Here’s some background for today’s poem:'Something Blue'


The "something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue" rhyme dates back to 19th-century England and remains a cherished wedding tradition. Each item is believed to bring good luck to the bride and her marriage. Something old signifies continuity with the past, while something new embodies optimism for the future. Something borrowed from a happily married friend or relative is thought to transfer their good fortune. Finally, the color blue symbolizes love, purity, and fidelity.

Enjoy the poem!

#As_hannah_thinks

23 August 2024 16:31

ከሄኖክ በቀለ «ይናፍቀኛል» የግጥም ስብስብ መጽሐፍ ላይ በግሌ እጅግ የምወድለትን «መዝሙረ ሄኖክ» የተሰኘ ግጥሙን በዚህ መልኩ አንብቤዋለሁ። ተጋበዙ!

#As_hannah_thinks

14 June 2024 18:06

#Unpopular_opinion


Sometimes I think it is not fair to ask people to love you for who you truly are when you barely can stand yourself
It is just another poetic sounding crap

Change for the better, don't burden your loved ones.
It is an absolute selfishness to expect your people to see past your past
when all you do is going back wallowing in mud like a pig after being bathed or like a dog returning to its vomit
(I hear your ewwww)

Ain't nobody perfect but there is no glory in choosing to stay broken, confused, wrapped in your biggest mistakes, your regrets glueing you to the floor

Get it together
Pick yourself up
Ain't no amount of human love gonna fix you
If you are in love with your 'brokenness' and 'darkness'

Let us be real
This is just another shallow pathologic trend calling for menders with "saviour complex", and we all know how that ends

Man up(or Woman up😁), mend yourself, live unapologetically
you are your own most consistent responsibility
And always remain grounded in this realisation
that gravity can even sometimes take vacation
Ha

I am just saying,
Do the hard work and make it easy on the people who care for you truly



@as_hannah_thinks

#As_hannah_thinks

20 April 2024 08:20

[ ለእግዜሩ ]
#Aka_myLifeline_and_Saftey_net


Part of adulting is learning a lot doesn't make sense,
You are told to connect the dots relentlessly,
And a line would unveil itself,
The road would appear as you walk on it,
They say it would be worth it.

I don't believe them,
But even if my years are spent doddling connecting points that don't align,
I rest assured in having You as my unwavering Lifeline

I wake before dawn like a diligent fisherman,
Casting my net on the lucky side of the lake,
Hoping to catch a fish or two for the day,
But I always bring my Safety net,
A place to sleep comfortably in an empty stomach if things don't go my way.

I choose to fly high,
Stitching my broken wings as I flop them in the air,
Building the plane as I fly it.
I can almost hear the Wright Brothers screaming...
'You are doing it wrong sister, you are doing it wrong.'
Haha.

They telling me to 'listen to the inner voices,'
But my soul whispers are deafening,
My intuition is a misdirection.
If I follow my inner compass,
I'd be heading right into an abyss.
My heart needs guidance,
A lot doesn't make sense,
And 'You got it all inside of you' is a big part of the nonsense.

I don't lose hope,
I will try, with all my might,
To connect the dots, to learn the art,
To aim for the bigger fish,
To live past one's wish.
But even if at the end of the day it doesn't make sense,
I've got my Lifeline and my Safety net.


@as_hannah_thinks