Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I dived down into the lake of sorrow, deeper than I ever thought I would I chose words of a loser, as I'd never known I could I saw my dream bleed uncontrolled, not that I really should but, all this, I did. I felt my heart die faster than the speed of the light I saw my sun turn black, darker than the night I was lost, and scared, in a newfound reality yes, all this, I did, to me. I lost my faith and hope, like never before I lost my truth and my love, my deepest part, and more I lost my Self in my lake of sorrow, and saw it drown all alone all this, I did, within. I hung my self, a symbolic suicide, in the ancient tree I sacrificed my heart and mind, everything that’s me I left my soul forever changed, unable to see yes, all this, I allowed, in me. I gave up my dreams and thoughts, or was it you that took them away? I gave up my minutes and hours, or was it you that took my day? I gave up my life for all I believed, or was it you, that never let me be? but gave up, I did, inside me. So my existence became a memory, yet fading as days passed by my life was an ancient poem; a fading breath, a whispering sigh Your betrayal filled the hole, and it locked the door, turning my truth into a lie This, YOU did, to me. So, I spoke in the winds that blew through your hair, and in the tears that caressed your eyes I asked; "Aren't you just sick of lies?" Then, I screamed in the thunders that scared your nights, and in the lightning over the skies I asked; "Aren't you just tired of lies?" For, I was in everything around you, even in that which you had inside Your deeds were the reason "We" died.
Enter Author Name (Not Required)