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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I Am
I am, this dark cave, under so many eyes and lips A secret some want to outcast and burn, under stones Mysterious I am, black sheep only I see, under this waterfall of strength ~ Shhhhh~ Many try to shame my fountain, due to my father’s reflection upon my face My life seems to be a race, spinning around this mist, has I continue Continue living day by day, with tears of laughter and pain upon my flood ~ Listen~ For none could see the fire I hold deep in my eyes, while I look in the sky Thanking my thorn, thy only one needing thanks in this world of ours ~ I try to live~ For many will try to continue confusion on their lips on my signature Classified my water and ambush my clouds ~ Yes~ I am beautiful, under my eyes and lips, stranger at heart I’m burning stones and out casting shame ~Soul~ hmmm~ ~Sweet as peaches~ The race I live day by day, continues the fire I breathe, tasting the stars ~ My soul~ Feels the thorns my enemies’ seem to throw at me, helping me off thy feet Shooting arrows, fire bombs and rivers, is my poem My poem, is my soul My soul, is my poem But, never a black hole I am my poem
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