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Tracking Poems - Poems about Tracking

Precedent setting the stage for kerning and tracking piqued my interest
Precedent setting the stage for kerning and tracking piqued my interest Just before logging off for the day, and ready to boogie out of the joint an email landed squarely in my inbox cordially inviting me into the management office accompanied by the buzz of my cell phone: (cue the sound of ominous music): I unexpectedly got called expecting to be handed...

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Categories: tracking, adventure, appreciation, business, fashion,
Form: Free verse
Try things
Life is a brief span; seize tight each passing moment, For yesterday's pain should reflect in your sight, To map out your routines after your heart's consent, Thus, paving a way to banish your plight. Don't question how others make things right, Strive, don’t wait your strength is taking flight. Years for thriving aren't lost, but we miss tracking their...

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Categories: tracking, blessing, confidence, creation, fate,
Form: Rhyme



REALISTIC
When you start getting it All you've secretly strive for Some with the help of few Others all by yourself and God When it starts manifesting People Start tracking your medicine. People wanna know your muse Forgetting the story brings the glory People want to be like and do you But don't wanna walk in your shoes Forgetting it goes from...

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Categories: tracking, africa, career, cheer up,
Form: Narrative
Tracking the Extraterrestrials Amongst Us
Tracking The Extraterrestrials Amongst Us ? In shadows cast by stars above, A nation's watchful gaze has found. In covert ways, they seek to prove The beings from beyond our kind. Eyes keen, they trace celestial flight, Through networks vast, their sights aligned. Government's grip, both day and night, Tracks beings wondrous and refined. With satellites, they map the skies, Piercing depths where secrets hide. Codes decrypted,...

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Categories: tracking, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Tracking Your Sleep
You can track your sleep With your watch’s app So each toss and turn Gets a little zap. Still, though stats may prove That you slept like crap, You must know yourself, Since your brain will map All the signals sent To your thinking cap, Which will thus conclude - Hey! You need a nap!...

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Categories: tracking, sleep,
Form: Rhyme



Stingray Tracking Device
Cell Site catcher is an invasive surveillance device.It can intercept the contents of mobile communications text messages,email and voice calls and decrypt some types of this mobile communication and some are suspected to be capable of delivering malicious spyware to personal devices.By making a copy of someone's SIM card hackers can see all their text...

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Categories: tracking, computer, internet, science, smart,
Form: Narrative
Tracking
We got here by reading different maps. We shot bolts and sprang locks, eventually we trapped the same sky. Now we can say our names without lips abusing flesh. When I was not in love I wrote falling snow poems, now I track your melting footprints with a heat-seeking heart....

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Categories: tracking, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Tracking the Paths of Life
Without releasing feelings, without removing the thorns how to live the moments...? appropriate your experience, face...

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Categories: tracking, adventure, allegory, allusion, appreciation,
Form: Light Verse
Tracking Upwind
A hunter not skinner with quarry so vast Whose path through the forest is first —never last (Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: January, 2021)...

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Categories: tracking, eulogy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Tracking Time
When time past would freeze in winter of discontent from eternity I’d borrow the spring of time present, and bloom the flowers of time future in my meadow, if there was no tomorrow. Stanza taken from : If There Was No Tomorrow (Written : August 21, 2019) January 30, 2020 Rhyme checked on RhymeZone.com Contest : Arbitrium Divisa 7 Sponsor...

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Categories: tracking, time,
Form: Rhyme
Tracking the Past
Tracks stretch across barren winter fields yet their steel trace like a snail's trail appears polished, glinting in dying light, stifling your breath, towards a dark shed doors creak like a sprinter's graveled gasp. However, birds don't sing above the stretched tram lines, you cannot speak in jolting cattle wagons, screeching their approach fingers like frantic worms drilling between their wooden slats. Then doors release the cargo then funnels into iron holding...

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Categories: tracking, war,
Form: Free verse
Mountain Tracking 'Make Their Jaw Drop'
Climbing the mountain cliff, Banging crazily led to foot slip, Gone like a mad toggling mind flips what a new outlook trip!! Frozen mind stopped like a clip, Slipped only little down yepp!!! Felled to a new edge, Waited for a moment thinking out of cage Now stopped mind blood flowing like a leeward gaze. Cutting the edge of...

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Categories: tracking, adventure, anxiety, butterfly, crazy,
Form: Rhyme
Tracking Life
Is there a purpose to this world, Forged by a man and led by his soul, Something pure to make us whole, Guided by heart and reasons beyond? Or is this all just a god's game, In his garden are we cornered to play, Too narrow minded to be self-aware To the extent of finding our own way? Years wondering we may spend Hoping...

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Categories: tracking, destiny, devotion, faith, introspection,
Form: Romanticism
Tracking
To stay put without a trace of hurt, I have come back to you. When, halfway, the perception falls off, like landing of a dragonfly. Tilting moon will tell you the secret of the scar. Those tiny irises come alive when tears start melting in your eyes. A tiger moth will ask why the pistil was blind ? I was waiting, crawling, among the honeybees. To...

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Categories: tracking, art,
Form: ABC
Tracking Down
White lotus at red feet: we will start self-infliction explicating with regrets. After a rough night the day was weeping. From where the bread will come, when you were playing with a golden spoon. This morning I again dig a hole in heart. Was the Mayan calender right ? Why the sun is playing slow music ? I am coming nearer to a locked god. Satish Verma...

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Categories: tracking, art,
Form: ABC

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