A Poem that hai no title Jose Rizal Literary Devices mood Tone Figure of speech Rhyme
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Answer:The sun dips low, a fiery eye,On fields of green, where shadows lie.A gentle breeze, a whisper soft,Through rustling leaves, a tale aloft. The birdsong fades, a fading light,As darkness falls, and stars ignite.A lone guitar, a mournful tune,A heart that aches, beneath the moon. The world is still, a silent dream,Where thoughts and fears, in darkness gleam.A longing deep, a silent plea,For solace found, in memory.
