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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My Dream Within A Dream
“Dream on, it costs nothing. Mind is the biggest canvas on which you can daub any shade to colour the dreams that you see while sleeping or awake.” ~ By Poet As the earth snoozed under a heavy shroud of darkness, weary and work worn, I lay down, dreaming of a peaceful sleep. The moon hang like a silver disc, its shimmering glow filtering through tangled boughs of oak trees. A gentle wind came wafting by with smell of trellised jasmines and sneaked through my open window. Soon I drifted to a dream world. Like a speeding locomotive, that came to an abrupt halt, I lay still, in a coffin. amid scent of burning incense, frozen silence, heaving hearts and silently chanted prayers. The chariot wheeled me along, in my last journey through mazy paths, stretching, stretching to a world, beyond galaxies. I woke up soon, my eyes still shut, A vulture swooped down circling, over my deceased body. Am I dreaming within a dream?
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