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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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Urban Poetry
Poetry in motion is prose encapsulated in warring thoughts, notions conceived in time oscillated flows, harmonically shifting mental tides to whence the Tasmanian wind never blows, where meditating and trancing souls,fairly prowls, like watching the future in an ancient show, I swear the present is abstract,just never raw, My intuition?All deja vu's ,makin' twelve other planets ma other home, sighted a UFO in the polar zone, thought he was ma other clone, till I realise I was on monologue driftin' with extraterrestrials longer gone', so fate played foul,the legend became of a kingdom lost, an heir to the golden native's Hercynian throne, trascended in rhyme,lost in dextrous wit' upon a thousand scrolls, so it became a legacy,much like Troll, that pathos,evaded the script and drama faded as the Curtain Falls, and ma mind lost touch with protocol, started developing a labyrinth of finer scopes that it derailed the train of my fibre thoughts... Now am here,waiting for diviner calls, wishing on asteroids to fall,making summer snow...
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