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.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
Unto You My Lord
I’ve asked you for love, but my heart Is a playground of pains like matchsticks & veld, I’m a broken-pieced soul. I prayed for success, instead all I see Is them whammies in numbers of mega bus, All tight up blocking every hole to breathe. I asked for this dear life but in it I see tears pinning my cheeks. I’m inches away from crying such blood left in me, Momma is with no degrees, Father left in the ages of storm And the shelter I have pours water when it rains. My friends, the ones I grew up with, changed with lanes ‘cause I fail to even get handwork to make a living in me. My hair is greyish not by mistake, The world I live in favours the sons and daughters of the rich, Without connections I’m just moss in the middle of the Kalahari. When I try to keep up, they are dragging me down Like a prey impala on the canines of lion, why me?! Why do I have to feel pain all emotionally, physically Like I was bred with it hereditarily? Why can’t I just get a hold of myself once?! Guide me please!! I haven’t lost faith in you.
Copyright © 2025 Paris Thulare. All Rights Reserved

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry