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
POWER IN THE TONGUE
A petite yet sinewy muscle, exuding charisma, A citadel of expression, tenacious in awe. Its tentacles sting with a vindictive jest, While cavernous blooms cradle the nectar’s quest. Cobblestoned emotions jade my mental slate, As chronicles surface, vivid and up to date. A fragile form, each breath a whispered plea, Cracked like ice beneath a trembling sea. Nervous breakdowns drown me by the shore; Patronizing gazes weigh heavily on my core. A colossal trial looms, plunging me into chiaroscuro gloom, Echoing the spectral whispers of Annabelle's forsaken room. Whiffs of solace levitate from amma's lap, A delicate darling, like rose dew on morning's nap. Yet, from heaven's soft veil, a Messiah descends, Bestowing wisdom, like a balm that mends. A cooing whisper: “Confidence is the finest accessory one can wear,” Infusing my fragile spirit, quelling mayhem with flair. A garment forged by time, self, and panache, Glinting like sapphires in the esoteric cache. For fear ravages the dungeon’s shadowed depths, Shattering armor, leaving it fractured, bereft. Magnetic words defy gravity’s law— A candle in the rain, my flame untouched, in thaw.
Copyright © 2025 Jeta Buch. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things