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 Roads of gold and gates of pearl are thoughts solidified, finding resting place here, having been purified, first, in a trial by fire- in the bulwarked organ of love's pineal desire. Here. Hyssop, Catmint and Cinnamomum share her spirit animal, with makeshift technicality, borrowed by her scent of purity. The pervasiveness of jasmine in the air in ulterior beguilement the enstylement of my drive. You are a banshee on the side of deserted highway, a shiver of creep peaking near as I take a leak there. A light orbing the mountains and darting into the sea. A 4D shadow cast upon 3D tolemetry of space and time and think. Was your curtsey before God pleasing? Your arguments for my torment convincing? An Elemental in a ballet of playthings. O Ballerina of Love's rhetorical spectre, boomerings-like crowns wearing. Dancing in shadows, whispering in the night, You ignite a fire, called daylight, to show your darings. But your love is fleeting, a melancholic melody, of eel. Leaving my heart in perpetual reverie, I yearn for your touch, your tender embrace of feel. Every graceful sway, every delicate step, a conjugal congeal, captures the essence of a love deep at my core deficiency appeals. In twirling pirouettes, passion's heart is kept, and in arabesques, emotions start to weep whispers as I sleep in Elysian fields of milkweed and lobelia and nightshade, chin on window cill. Mesmerized by the Amber waves of your influence, One hundred percent times two in-stilled.
Enter Author Name (Not Required)