I never become a matured man

I never become a matured man,

Rather, I see the world,

With the eyes of an innocent child,

Deal with everybody innocently,

Expected innocence from others.

Innocently I speak truth,

Desire you to be truthful towards me,

Frankly I open before you my heart,

Wish that frankness from you.

After nurturing you in my pious feelings,

 I never wish to get your affection,

I only expect you to respect my feelings,

For me you are never a woman,

Rather, I wish to see nice soul in you.

Still I don't know, why you are away,

Why you feel our ways are different.

Sorrow or happiness, in every condition,

I will live with my innocence ever.

I don't wish to grow as a mature man,

And calculate pros and cons of my devotion.

Its tough though but I know,

I will successfully nurture that pious feelings,

Because it has nothing to do with your presence  or absence,

Because it always selfless and free from expectation.