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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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Within the Mind, a Storm Blasts Out Flashes
Within The Mind, A Storm Blasts Out Flashes Inside the head, the brain, the human mind are passageways filtered in dark stains, Thoughts deep, dark and so ravenously unkind sit like waste stuck in kitchen drains. Within the soul, longings await a new life with love that is so rightly sealed, Dreams of sweetest pleasure with no strife and old wounds that have been healed. Inside the heart, mists of soft dreaming love yielding to the lusts of flesh so weak, Stares out upon the sky filled with stars above daring only to imagine but never speak. Within the mind, a storm blasts out flashes brilliance wrapped in hardened shells, Fueled by great pain and bad emotional crashes fear sounds out like loud warning bells. Behind the eyes, sits a screen showing all movies and plays of dreams not born, Danger creeping down a darkened castle hall bringing death some future winter morn. Robert J. Lindley Nov. 18th, 1986 Note: From my private journal , an old poem written during a very bad time in my life.
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