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
The Night Medic
One day, a demon in a Medics uniform , came my way . The Stranger appeared at night duty , only to find his prey. I lay helpless in a hospital bed. from recent Surgery with IVs was I fed. He acted as if he belonged there. as if it was his job , to be the night nurse in care . after He injected medicine in my IV bag , to make me weak . he would violate me as I tried to sleep . Sleep did not happen and it has been robbed like a thief in the night . Why , oh why .. did I not have the strength to fight ? My spirit took flight for Twenty some years . Only to find a secret place inside , for all my Fears . Hidden in the depth of my Soul.. was a past that was out of my control . The past continued to Haunt and torture my life . I was cut by a Surgeon , yet cut by a dull knife. I am giving the pain back to this monster whom came at night in my room . with the title of Medic and Nurse only my innocence was doomed. You will not Haunt my dreams anymore . I have chosen to write, fearful no more. When i write , I find a voice, a voice i never had. within the words written , I will no longer feel sad . Someone will be in charge of your destiny . we are all Judged by our actions , you will see.
Copyright © 2024 Shanity Rain. All Rights Reserved

Book: Reflection on the Important Things