Emil Bershiga
Abstract Inspirational Others
You are the producer of my film.
You are the gift from Divine.
You are the my potter.
You are the teacher of manners.
You are the beginning of unseen book.
Music Under T...
Language of H...
The Greenery ...
Redeeming Lov...
Emptiness In ...
Twinkle Of My...
Promised Prop...
Rhythm Of Con...
Thrown Aside
Chasing the W...
You know bub It all comes back Sure does You know bub It all comes back Sure does
Wake me o’lover, from this deep incessant slumber, Spread thou fragrance from mimosas you flow un... Wake me o’lover, from this deep incessant slumber, Spread thou fragrance from...
In me Death resides. Life still dwells In me Death resides. Life still dwells
nice.. nice..
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
Very nice... Very nice...
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Nice.. Nice..
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
Never be a loser.... Trapped inside your mind.. Never be a loser.... Trapped inside your mind..
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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