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
September Sorrows
As the last of September leaves fall I give my desires over I sacrificed what I desired most of all.. Though you never answered my most desired prayer I do this now for others Because I guess life isn't exactly fair Maybe this is my karma for my wicked ways All I know is the old me is dying with the autumn breeze After all that time, even soaring over the vast sea All I have left now are broken memories Burdens Responsibilities A thing that was supposed to be exciting and joyful for most Seems to me, a dissolving of hope A dissolving of my years Catering to others needs so everyone else can win but me No luck in friendship, family or love My only comfort is myself I guess But it only feeds my emptiness A bitter pill from hell above Ending with me just being tired of everything and feeling internally eternally alone Filled with strife No amount of epic words in holy books could ever quench my thirst. Everything I've gained always came with sorrows Until there is no more tomorrow.
Copyright © 2025 Justin Worthy. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things