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)Required —For the candlelight glows all night through— For you walked on this path must I go, too, on this path? By the side of the pathway I saw the brilliant colored blossoms, the color that delights the eyes of passersby. On the pathway I smelled the full of sweet-scent from the blooms, the scent that fascinates the wayfarers. On the farther side of the pathway, I saw a flock of sheep move on the pastureland grazing. And by my feet, I saw the stream of clear water where the ripened spring wafting on it, and the young fish swim in a shoal. Under the moonbeam in the wood, I tasted the sweet wine that refreshing nightly breeze has brought to me. I drank the luscious wind that moderately intoxicates and brings my mind to walk on air. I hear the soft whisper that reminisces the delight bygone days. But now, I am utterly worn out. Because the loneliness afflicted on me for tens of thousands of years causes an irresistible yearning for you, because the sadness that piled and grown for hundreds of thousands of years beats on my heart, I should like rolling over and pounding the ground, I feel much like tearing my heart out and crying. Still I have to go? Yet I have to advance? An infant dead in yesterday decays in the mother’s bosom. For I will cast all my precious possessions away, for I promise that I would behave nicely, for I swear that I will bury all my sweet memories that is in my heart, please, let me be as I am. Must I go? Being pushed and dragged, must I go? Against my own will, though it’s only a beginning.
Enter Author Name (Not Required)