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.

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Among persons known within mine barbed ken
Analogous to black box holding untold secrets, I share the following self introspection with ye, which purported hidden truths might set me free, albeit laborious effort to loose constituent amalgamated compound elements unmined tantamount to agony riddling psyche effort to extract thorny matters incumbent upon me versus tapping Androcles and the lion think Roman mythology. Oftimes methinks... whoami spending scores of years with frustrated sigh hermetically sealing body electric housing generic garden variety guy severely emotionally tormented contemplating, integrating, blithely urging wish to die even at this moment, yet reluctantly shy away to embrace death wholeheartedly, nor would I try putting anonymous life (mine) on the line, though... nonetheless envisioning rejoicing (as told to significant other - the missus naturally averse to my demise well nigh) without ability to explain why per se if mortal ailment truncated mein kampf Noel cowardly lie, cuz becoming gratefully dead try not to laugh while yours truly cannot deny permanent absence twill recognize hard skool of knocks alumni posthumously make his name linked with hallowed as if that martyred, though the feted occasion beholds mine scattered cremated ashes carried, loosed, whisked... to sky will not require men to don black tie, nor mourn angst peppered soul, no longer will any banshee cry all quiet on western front forever reunify me with cosmic consciousness eternal ally.
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