Short Inference Poems

Short Inference Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Inference by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Inference by length and keyword.


Partiality Poetic Form: Symbi

Unfair preference, drawing inference to support one opinion unjust tendency it brings enmity and may create division. ~x~
© Pratap Roy  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse


Premium Member Poiesis On Poetry

Inception of poise anon-times.) And burgeoning..! 

"Plays" of and to; each entered instance...

To posterity through eternal inference.!



Copyright 20 12 2011 Joe Maverick..

Gen

* Reading Comprehension.
*  Visual Inputs in form of images, doodling, sketches, 
    graphics.
* Based on
   Competency
   Inference
   Theme 
   Tone 
   Vocabulary 
   Analogical 
   Logical
   Reasoning
Form: Lyric

Premium Member A Subtle Mirror

If I could would I
See a ME in a subtle 
Mirror try

Not successful by
Trying to look the
Reflection in the eye

If I would could I
Stir an abyss at the
End of try

And Make an inference
Different like, a subtle
Mirror cry
Form: Verse

Beneath the Veil

Silver lining happiness
though there 
not often seen
In many shades of inference
ignoring red
and green
Slight handed and implicit
though felt
still out of view
Beneath the veil resplendent
and known …
to only you

(Haverford College: September, 2023)
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Poised In the Void

Poised in the void, in quietude No thought interference Bliss throb heightens in solitude Beyond mind inference Desire and aversion Transmutes to cessation Time stretched meditation By silence buoyed Poised in the void 10-December-2021 Quietus
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Apology

the limericks can’t be eschewed
my muse seems excessive imbued
they seep through the pores
they flood out in scores
seek nuance to coyly allude

It’s not just a trek through lewd grit
perfection is sought for, to whit
there’s meter to wrangle
inference to dangle
infinitives to boldly split
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Friendship Unending

“Unending friendship, 
though not transparent has been proved right, 
through several tests and uncountable inference.
Just like a cloth pulled inside out having the blueprint,
yet hard to understand, but yet, friendship unending, 
though not transparent proved right, 
through several tests and uncountable inference…”

Tie's My Soul

Ties' my soul glory
As I sing it once again
In a song or frame in inference
Since the brink of time
So let us began
That the Lord is He
That is why the
Heavenly Angles' sing alone
In a melody of great
Redeeming praise's
Fore Jesus is still on his thrown
With the greatest rendition
Of greatness that time
Has ever known

GF
Form: Lyric

Grammatical inference

Advertisement adversity 
Advertising of language
Incident of speech
A dissuasive measures rebuttal 
The science of polemic draw 
From no veering elsewheres
Sound of water as naked leaf
Enclosed is the burden of purchase
Not without 
Pitching fluent
Campaign for after 
Elect as fervor in demeanor 
Subversive literatures metre
Form: Name

Neutral Colours

NEUTRAL COLOURS

Special species in speeches,

Thronging the long lawn.

Chameleon:echelon of neutrality.

Pavillion:bullion of activities.

Springtime:symbol of productivities.

Humans abound around,

The globe for abode.

Different but not,

Inference for lot.

Global creed of love,

Total rid of war.

Loot the line-cross,

Pool the fire-molt.

 

ADEOLA YUSUF AMUNI

Hephaestus

I have forged
light of distant
stars into galaxies
scattering diamonds trailing
meteor dreams sweeping
empty nights clean
of flame bursting
into a million
shards of white-
hot carbon poured 
down runnels to
hell from where
voices clamor for
air and slag 
burns fissures into 
stygian voids of 
inference pulled into  
the vortex of doubt 
shimmering in particles of light 
suspended from 
whence we came 
to where we 
shall return

The Foretelling

The word itself is a wall
made of windows
and broken frames.

Mind moves over
a seascape, builds bridges
between the waves.
Now you are doing it,
that thing,
creating vineyards
with buckets of sand.

The script, the writing,
it is a harvest sown
by a form yet unborn.
It means nothing,
yet nevertheless
wine pours

then all antecedence,
all inference
returns to scratches
upon a cooling mud
and it is that mud,

the mud on your hands
that speaks.

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