The kush flowers have flourished,
And the autumn has arrived,
The children are in the festive mood,
They are shouting aloud,
Beside the river the flowers are plenty,
Every time they are a certainty,
The flowers stretch in the never ending line,
Their beauty can never decline.
They are moving their heads in the breeze,
The place is enriched with a new lease,
The nature resides in great peace,
As everything is smooth with the white grease.
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A nice descriptive poem, this nice flower springs in Kohe Hindu Kush, India.