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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Who am I? I am a drummer, a poet, a good man, or so I'm told. I'm a sweet one, a dreamer, a hopeless romantic, yet doomed to loneliness. I am a reader, a carpenter, a funny man, or so I'm told. I'm a smart one, an intellectual, a book-smart sort, yet doomed to foolishness. I am a geek, a patriot, a well-mannered man, or so I'm told. I'm a deserving one, an honest guy, one, I hope, of character, yet doomed to self-doubt. Each and every single one of us is a multifaceted arrangement; within us burns the light, not of a single candle, flickering feebly, alone, against the darkness; but instead that of the chandelier, a collage of disjointed pieces cobbled together to form this union of elements, of emotions, that we call a soul. We try to identify ourselves by these characteristics, these parts of us, some certainly more than others. And yet, we're all doomed to question them. I'm so many things, so many pieces. I like most of them, but I don't know what to do, who to be. And nothing I am puts me any closer to what I truly desire - love. What does that make me?
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