No photos

“Heaven is like
Reliving the renaissance.”
Said the angel.

“Anywhere you look,
Wherever you see;
There are,
Corridors and corridors
Of beauty;
Stretching into eternity…”

What about hell?
What if you end up there?
“Oh..” Smiled he,
Pausing to light his pipe;
Then looking straight at me.

“There are no photos
In hell.
No paintings,
No statues,
Or even
Wallpapers.

There are only
Mirrors;
On every wall.
Some big, some small…”

© Jay Kaushal