His existence was passive. He was ebbing away from pleasures and surrounded himself with the dark in a toneless residence.
He strongly believed that colours deceived.
But, he was active in capturing the lies, the fake colours, to make his own living. The camera was his adopted misery.
This is in response to the ‘What Do You See Prompt’ by Sadje (any original writing inspired by the given picture – featured image).
So smart Anisha !! Written well 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks a lot, Nima! 🤗
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are welcome dear !! 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow. Splendid💖❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks a lot, for taking out your time to check my blog, and the compliment. I appreciate your gesture. 🤗
LikeLiked by 1 person
Absolutely my pleasure Anisha❤ You write wonderfully💖🌹
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m so pleased to hear this. 💞
LikeLiked by 1 person