All bow..!!

In disarray are my clothes,
In tantrum is my hankie.
Far flung are my shoes,
Over the bed so lanky.
The water glass is hiding,
The clock's dials subsiding.
The calendar is marked red,
Are we both equally dead.
Mom is shouting like hell,
My hair will now hang for sale.
O lord,where are my socks,
Do portrait have face which mocks.
This screen is alluring,
I am therefore typing merrily.
O wait,the keys are stuck,
Curry is sailing on it leisurely.
Someone help me from this,
I will give you a penny.
If not,you take it from another guy,
For like me,there are many!!