Home » Poems » Poetry Art » Poetry Art / Greeting Card Maker

Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

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.

Text
Layout
Background

Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required
I should have run like crazy but I was deep in love and not lazy I wanted to be your all But you, you wanted me before you to bow and kneel Inside me burned a fire full of love I should have run like crazy But I was in love and not lazy. It started with a word that tore me apart Then a torrent of harsh, coarse insults Every time you breathed my way, The blood in my veins froze like ice Every time I tried to say no you always had your way and You played with mine life like a game of dice I should have run like crazy But I was mad in love and not lazy. It started with a shove, a little push That slowly matured to jabs and blows Sometimes it was a slap when you were in a rush My face became distorted like an angry painting of scars They said a true wife never gives up on her man and so I stayed They said pray for him darling and so I prayed But the tornado of hate kept blowing hard I should have run like crazy but I was afraid Of the gossip, the sneers, the laughter, of being accused. The night you came home you were not drunk But still your eyes burned like the devils orbs I tried a smile; I tried to be good but was rewarded with slaps You said the food was cold just like I was in bed You lifted me off the ground with a kick, you were vicious You broke my ribs with your brick like hands You called me a whore said I couldn’t keep my skirts down While in truth it was you who couldn’t keep it in your pants But you were not alone inside you had a beast See I wanted to run but it was too late I knew you would kill me, was this my fate? When you lifted the machette high in the air I couldn’t breath; I became a captive of fear The first slash, the pain, the blood as you raised it again I saw my life flash before my eyes; weak, poor, and vain But I didn’t know inside me lived a beast too I saw the kitchen knife lying not far as you cut me again and I knew fury And as you cut me again I crawled towards it Then the blood was in my hands and the knife…. Buried deep inside your bastard heart, I tried to save you I should have tried harder but I couldn’t I didn’t want to I tried to save me but I couldn’t it was already too late And as I lie here in a pool of blood; mine and of the monster I married I hope it’s not too late for some other girl I hope they won’t listen to anyone but themselves I should have run but now it’s too late.

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

Color:

Main/Poem Text

Color:

Layout: TallShort

www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry

I Should Have Run

I should have run like crazy but I was deep in love and not lazy I wanted to be your all But you, you wanted me before you to bow and kneel Inside me burned a fire full of love I should have run like crazy But I was in love and not lazy. It started with a word that tore me apart Then a torrent of harsh, coarse insults Every time you breathed my way, The blood in my veins froze like ice Every time I tried to say no you always had your way and You played with mine life like a game of dice I should have run like crazy But I was mad in love and not lazy. It started with a shove, a little push That slowly matured to jabs and blows Sometimes it was a slap when you were in a rush My face became distorted like an angry painting of scars They said a true wife never gives up on her man and so I stayed They said pray for him darling and so I prayed But the tornado of hate kept blowing hard I should have run like crazy but I was afraid Of the gossip, the sneers, the laughter, of being accused. The night you came home you were not drunk But still your eyes burned like the devils orbs I tried a smile; I tried to be good but was rewarded with slaps You said the food was cold just like I was in bed You lifted me off the ground with a kick, you were vicious You broke my ribs with your brick like hands You called me a whore said I couldn’t keep my skirts down While in truth it was you who couldn’t keep it in your pants But you were not alone inside you had a beast See I wanted to run but it was too late I knew you would kill me, was this my fate? When you lifted the machette high in the air I couldn’t breath; I became a captive of fear The first slash, the pain, the blood as you raised it again I saw my life flash before my eyes; weak, poor, and vain But I didn’t know inside me lived a beast too I saw the kitchen knife lying not far as you cut me again and I knew fury And as you cut me again I crawled towards it Then the blood was in my hands and the knife…. Buried deep inside your bastard heart, I tried to save you I should have tried harder but I couldn’t I didn’t want to I tried to save me but I couldn’t it was already too late And as I lie here in a pool of blood; mine and of the monster I married I hope it’s not too late for some other girl I hope they won’t listen to anyone but themselves I should have run but now it’s too late.