Mentor

The all mentor proved illusive,
In the search of help,
to douse the fire of volcano ,
erupting in the body,
outside the body,
No bulwark seems effective,
as if ,
all fort built of sand,
and the storm as if,
change the shape routinely,
Take some steps here and there,
but founds that,
all imprints are erased,
by the wayward breeze,
no way visible,
Backward and forward,
The pedestal which i supposed,
to be sufficiently strong,
could not bear the weight,
that i put on them,
to get some moment memorable,
Felt as if,
need to learn to stand ,
on the foot of self.