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 This persona, picks up the mask he placed beside the bed And the actor, feels the lines he’s already read They hang their syllables on his tongue As they breath into his lungs Answered by a soft restraining sigh As he buries the reasons why He no longer wants to be a part of this It’s a footstep, taken through a place he no longer feels apart of As he is cut by the angles of the brick As they force their intrusion with their ugly, scraping intercepts While his eyes hunger for the leaves He hangs poised between their branches Floating through the spaces between the grass blades And sees the prison bars Everything, including him constructed This persona, so ready in its plastic skin of parody Hopes that it appears to be an acceptable front for normality But behind his hungry eyes His separation dances in the skies He’s not crazy in the spin, but some insanity beckons him As the prison bars grow wider If he could only just step through And release himself from all the things He thought he knew As the day break, drips onto the essence of sublime But his heart ache, tells him that he really doesn’t have the time The repeat run between the gears And his place amongst the cogs and wheels Smoothly jerk upon the performance of their strings Just like the puppet of himself, his day begins While every piece of litter he calls his dreams Are blown into the shadows in his soul The eyes see, but they don’t see anything anymore They are a horizon, on a beach of some distant forgotten shore While he hungers for the trees The open fields where nature breathes He fights to break his own perception Alone in a prison cell of his own making Every thing about him is scratched into the unyielding brick His persona, so ready in its organization of plastic skin Prays that he executes a well played part in normalities theatre But behind the sadness in his eyes All he was has slowly turned to lies When he touched upon the truth every person keeps inside The desperate aching in everybody’s heart To be free of all the deceit Which stole their lives, from the very start And as the prison bars grow ever wider still He asks for the strength to just let go He prays for the courage to step through And pick up all the litter of his dreams And release himself from all the things He thought he knew
Enter Author Name (Not Required)