Tracker Poems - Poems about Tracker

Talat.Apni soti menu day.. Sain.Tun bund vich leni ay?? Talat.Aho bund vich leni ay.. Sain.Bara wada ganda ayn.. Talat.Aho me pen yak policeya.. Sain.Powder day jurm vich kini dair jail katti ce?? Talat.Wawa dair andar rya wan.. Sain.Tun punjab police de shaan.. Talat.Apni bhesaki menu day.. Sain.Tun oday vich tracker lana ay.. Talat.Tun bara chalak hoshyar ayn.. Sain.Me twaday Crime King da Abu.. Talat.IG akhya munday nu...

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What system do you have? How do you jam sim signals? How do you locate sim & cell?...

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I look across the lounge room floor and silently I brood. Looking back is something smug that’s caused a family feud. It licks its paws; it grins at me, and knows it is protected, and every wish it ever wants from me is now expected. The bloody thing now gets a vote when there’s a hot debate, and it even...

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Endless Arboreal Hills Crisp Oak Leafs Here are the prints I am the Tireless Tracker Dunes On Fire Rolling Burning Sandstorms Here are the signs I am the Tireless Tracker Dirty Cobblestone Streets Broken Homes Abound Here are the marks I am the Tireless Tracker There It Is. I've found it. Here are my desires. I am the Tireless tracker....

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Though the trail has grown cold, this never deters Clues are always left behind ... connections of a most human kind Desperate souls feel a compulsive need to leave cyber cadaver traces of a living memory Holographic scrapbooks hidden in encrypted firewalls Another person will have it stored somewhere in an undetectable virtual vault Clues inevitably left behind ... encoded software of a fingerprint scent...

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Smell of fresh horse dung on the breeze, Not far away, just north of here, Keep walking on the rocky ground , No panic, yet no fear, Palm island Prison, I escaped, Swam ashore, I nearly died, Saw the fins of noahs arks, (sharks) Dog paddling, still so tired, Black tracker follows me, I see him in my mind, Jacky sticks like glue, does he, My...

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fire rages through woods katniss injured, climbs tree top… a plan to survive mutant killer wasp tracker jackers’ nest above… entertaining games poisonous stings ooze with green puss and intense pain… triumph applauded Copyright © 2012 By Caryl S. Muzzey Note: Hunger Games is not a movie yet but an extraordinary series of books. I can’t wait to see the movie!...

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TRACKER A Bushman Tracker knows the way to follow horses here...every hoof is different He’ll find the track one hoof placed wrong........all have different tracks And remember it a year!.........If he is an Aussie BushmanTracker He’d know the colour of the horse By the hair left on the ground They roll every day of course Hair left in the rolling...

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He goes slowly, a turtle in motion Goes all day long, never says a word The desert sand is dry and hot, it tells the tale They are his problem, finding them is his solution The bird and the breeze plays his song, nothing else can be heard A sip of water and he is back on their trail Follows the...

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