A way from home.
I never thought a day that I will be a way from home ,for all this time 2 years now and a half a way from Baghdad ,Baghdad the sweat home ,I didn’t born in baghdad ,I moved to baghdad when I was in in the eleventh of my age ,but after I got out of Iraq and where ever I go ,I never see more beutful than this twon ,as we say who aver drink form the water of Baghdad never can forget it.
I still missing this town I still feel that my body here, and my soul my mind is back there.
Hope that someday any on away from his home can be back there .
I still missing this town I still feel that my body here, and my soul my mind is back there.
Hope that someday any on away from his home can be back there .
i post some pictures for Iraq.
For my beloved country ,rise up you are our hope we love to death.
For my beloved country ,rise up you are our hope we love to death.
Old Babale city
Abo Nuaas street
Almamura tower
Mosak in Faw city near Basra
Ali ben taleb mosak in Najaf
Dukan area in Kurdistan