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 You fall... Off my expectations; Short of all its chances, Given per time to wait, For your turn around But you rather if not just- Maybe I was really wrong To say this bluntly maybe, You just turn a trick for me: To satisfying your perception Of me either wrong or right. Like a feather, You stretch unto the wind... Yet couldn't beat its directive, Leading you in its own way Ahead of unattainable quest, Against your will without check- For a few minutes or seconds, So to say with gladdened heart. The beats repeatedly fly in awe, When reality strikes off illusion. Now tired: Flying get boring to hold onto, You seems reaching for the ground... With all might to keep up with Every breath fighting back its Strength to sustain the recovery Of air rushing through the nostril... Ceasing the lungs to unusual breath, Faster than necessary into action. I can no longer, For anything come what may Or what may not as it stands, With conscience or not its paint. As I have come to know your take: Is considered to be mind conscious, Not coincidental by any force, To be questioned or challenged Unto or beyond its breaking limit... I won't blame the wind, Neither the atmospheric condition, Nor the influence of any reflection... For I have seen enough out of many; A proof of loyalty to the beast of war Promising peace for compliment, To ease your switch away from doubt. For your change, It is nice to see how fast Unto nature you have adapted, To the silent winds timing storm... When morning is turning into night, Before it strikes the feather long retired. The dark then, Has no direction to follow... Either as an end to chaos, Or as a path leading to death, Rather than watch off chain... Without effect of what to be. You slip through... Many a time I had tried, To hold you steadfastly Into your heart beats, And mind reasoning realm. My fingers, Now are tired, Though not weak To retry many a time But each time I do with or without Willingness to help... You fake me with- Such impression that You are fine without me.
Enter Author Name (Not Required)