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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Under our skies, stars that often share a common moon
Under our skies, stars that often share a common moon, My poetry reveals its mystery with a shocking flair from the moon. I told those who still don't know, with my eternal and hideous luck, That on this blooming Earth, I am a worthy hero but superfluous. To friends baptized in wine, like a jaded, local, and ethylic Saint Sisyphus, I carried their joys in a goblet, while my gaze idly wandered. Not even in their drunkenness did I find the disappointment I sought, Among people who eternally carry their boulder, confusing it with their own shrine. When we occupy any grave, as if we were just a thought, Numbing the times with the pleasure of death, the only wealth on this earth, The shadow of my loneliness, pitiful and undeniable, uninterrupted, Perfect tears, that lazily lie in my eye lids, round, uninterrupted. Even from the sleep of dreams, looking at them inversely, longing takes shape, Forming from my soul a new outcast, not too far from the moment. A zoological park of frozen motion, where everything is petrified, Animals more alive than people, yet stuffed, in an endless time.
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