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.



Enter Title (Not Required)

Enter Poem or Quote (Required)

Enter Author Name (Not Required)

Move Text:

Heading Text

       
Color:

Main/Poem Text

       
Color:
Background Position Alignment:
  | 
 

Upload Image: 
 


 
 10mb max file size

Use Internet Image:




Like: https://www.poetrysoup.com/images/ce_Finnaly_home_soare.jpg  
Layout:   
www.poetrysoup.com - Create a card from your words, quote, or poetry
Mortal Saviour
She turns around and smiles "so now you're happy" I look at her, it's been a while "no, things are still crappy". Without a word, she reaches forward and touches my pale dry cheek. It's my heart...she's working towards refilling all the blood that'd leak. I saw the scars on her arm. They made me cold but my soul warm "There are seven" she grinned. I knew instantly: each stood for a deadly sin. Some were fresh, some were fading. The pain on her face...I knew she was feigning! and it made me tear up inside because all this time, with me she had been beside. "Is it bleeding again?" she asked. Nothing did I do and nothing did I say. She stroked gently and pulled out some shattered glass "Maybe for you, there is another way..." Suddenly, she crumbles to the floor. From her chest, red liquid starts trickling down and all I can do is panic as I run to the door. The Gold Gate opens...and I forget how to frown.
Copyright © 2025 Celine Tran. All Rights Reserved