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 Why can’t I be whoever I want, wherever and whenever I want to be? Why can’t I live the dreams I painted ahead? Why does everything have to be so complicated, so intricate. Why can’t anything be the way it used to be? Or was it a lie? Was it all just a disguise to the true intentions ahead? Why do these bittersweet memories chase us down hauntingly? Why can’t anything be right? Why is all just a test? A mere experiment; to prove our faith? It is there; our faith. But those days they try to convince us, provoke us, break us, trying to prove there is none. But in the end, we all return to our source; our God, who is there watching, knowing, and casting mercy upon our souls. He is there, forgiving a person in his darkest periods, casting light when all is extinguished. We are here, we are now, but where are we? And where is now? Those shadows bind us to misery, forsake us on hope, extinguish the steps to true guidance, leave us shattered, and apart. Everything we go through is there, written, and taken thought for, taken note for, watched and analyzed; to truly pay the price. But again we wonder, and ponder; why? All thy dreams we built in our fragile thoughts, why? Is there not a path powerful enough to build them on? We breathe, cry, and fall unto the forsaken darkness we refuse to fight more, on a desperate path we lose our light, our sense of direction. We seek help, plead for assistance, and pray to find that person; who will never leave us, never forsake us, who will be there when no one will, on the smile of his we live each day to see, for his benign talks we long to hear. The path we fell upon, he; that person will come to pick us off the ground again and again. That person will never fail us, will lift the vulnerable soul of ours to the road that will carry our dreams eternally, everyday will be a new beginning, his true pure intentions will never end, will never forsake us to life. How many times have we lingered in this life to find that person? How many times have we asked; when? When will the time come? When all our lives change, when will all the suffering and tiredness truly conclude? We live each day, although it kills us; for that person, for that life we hoped, prayed, built all our desires on. And we wait, we long, eternally for that time.
Enter Author Name (Not Required)